The thirty-two people rushed through the forest like chickens let out of their coops. Combined with the people from Xiao San's group, one could imagine how dispersed the group was. Even though Ye Shuang had great confidence, she could not guarantee that this would not exhaust her greatly. There was not only her body to worry about, there was the time and space constraint.
Yes, she had evolved, but that was just an enhancement of her body. It did not gift her with superpowers. Thus, she decided to focus on the more important incidents. How did she decide which was more important? It was based on the standard given by Xiao San's people.
Broken limbs? Over bleeding? Snapped bones? Oh, you're not from our side, then it's not something serious.
What is serious? Nothing below death is serious.