"Oh my god, give me a way out…" Jiang Xiao grabbed the palm that was on his head with both his hands. Although the owner of the palm was moving about continuously, he kept his hand steady because he had to maintain his balance.
Jiang Xiao was feeling giddy, dizzy, and nauseous.
He was feeling even worse emotionally. However, one ought to go all the way since they had decided to help someone.
Boss, thank you for giving me a hand, but can you not run while holding me like this? You can at least hold onto my arm.
Are you walking now?
But you're dribbling me like a ball.
Why can't you run like a Fire ninja? Extend your arm and straighten it! Don't flail your arms!
All of a sudden, Jiang Xiao felt an obvious decrease in speed and grabbed the cold palm on his head, after which he grabbed his tightly, for fear that it would be twisted because of inertia.
