Lin Mingyue watched Yang Yun from the side. He was carrying her sister as he led her out of the hill. Although she was sure that he would be sore and tired after carrying her sister for a long time, Yang Yun showed no such expression on his face.
"Hold on tight. Don't be afraid. We'll get out of here soon," Yang Yun said.
Hearing his voice, Lin Mingyue tightened her grip around his arm. "Thank you."
Yang Yun glanced at her and smiled. After walking forward for a while, they heard voices shouting out their names. The two picked up their pace as they shouted their location. Soon, Xue Yi Ming and Yao Cheng appeared.
The first thing that Xue Yi Ming saw was the girl in Yang Yun's arm. "How was she?"
"Sister had a fever and an injury on her head. She passed out and had not woken up yet," Lin Mingyue said.
Xue Yi Ming stepped before Yang Yun and said, "Pass her to me. I'll carry her."
Yang Yun passed Lin Tian Yu to Xue Yi Ming and stretched up his muscle.
