A sly gleam flashed past his shrewd and piercing eyes.
"Let's hurry and leave then." Wen Xuxu was about to loosen her grip when she heard Yan Rusheng telling her that the snake was still around. Her arms quickly tightened around him and she closed her eyes. The image of the vibrant yet disgusting patterns of the snake slithering in the bushes appeared again.
With that thought, she trembled from head to toe, feeling too weak to walk.
Yan Rusheng's lips curled with a crafty smile. He marched ahead with his long legs and headed towards the peak of the mountain.
He nonchalantly crossed his arms and warned Wen Xuxu as he walked. "Hold on to me tightly. I won't care if you fall."
Wen Xuxu opened her eyes and saw a winding path lined with overgrown weeds.
She bit her lips in hesitation, wondering if more snakes would appear.
