Huaisang blinks, only slightly surprised at being arm-looped like this so suddenly. Ah-? "By calling out for this one to check? Still, if Shen-ge insists..."

Then who is he to object, he supposes. In that case, he will take this as tacit permission to take the lead, tugging Shen Yuan further down the path and pointedly not indicating any oak trees for him, and only looking at the trees on his side. Such is the nature of a proper competition, after all, one he intends to win more or less by default. God forbid he have to partake in a competition he might not automatically win, eugh.

If soon enough he diverts them completely away from Shen Yuan's side of the path and tugs him along to crouch and peer at some roots again, well, that's the competitive spirit, or something. He exclaims over at least one tree, only to produce from the dirt at its roots... a tiny bird egg.

"Shen-ge, Shen-ge, look! Ah, can you see where it's fallen from?" And now they're doing this instead.