Father Meng and Chen Meilin, who had just survived a calamity, sat weakly on the floor. Both of them were covered in cold sweat, as if they had just been fished out of water. Father Meng, in particular, had been in the evil spirit's tight grasp just now. He had really thought he was going to die.
"Meilin, Xue, Xue, she…!"
Chen Meilin really couldn't be bothered with Jiang Xue's life at that moment. They were on the second floor; even if she had been flung down, she would at most have broken bones, and she wouldn't die. However, Chen Meilin thought of how Father Meng had almost lost his life to save her just now.
For Father Meng's sake, Chen Meilin didn't want to be too harsh, and only said indifferently, "She won't die after falling from the second floor!"
