By the time Su Tang and the others returned, Yadang had already resumed his human form, and the quicksand had spread to his waist.
Qiu Mo was sitting beside him, shedding tears, while Xi'en wore a worried look.
"How could this happen? Why didn't you pull him out?"
Brow furrowed, Xi moved forwards and grabbed Yadang's arm, seemingly planning to exert force.
This action terrified both Qiu Mo and Su Tang.
"Xi, don't!"
"Stop pulling!"
Startled by their screams, Xi subconsciously pulled harder.
As a result, Yadang sunk a few centimeters deeper into the sand.
Yadang: "..."
Xi: "..."
Well, there's no need to explain now. He understands why he shouldn't pull.
Hurrying forward, Su Tang pulled both Xi and Qiu Mo away and assessed the situation.
Although the quicksand reached Yadang's abdomen, he was positioned near the edge, which was somewhat better.
