Zou Yue and Fan Xui swiftly went to search for the materials to make the makeshift rope out of the corn leaves. Finding longer ones was difficult. If he simply tied two of the leaves together, it might snap under pressure.
So Yue climbed up a cornstalk until he found a longer leaf. "I'll slice it down. Be careful,"'
Fan Xui nodded.
Yue got to work. His sword was sharp, but it was difficult to cut the fresher leaves. Not only that, the leaves saw-like edges cut into his pants and tore into his things.
Biting his lips, he swiftly cut into the leaves.
"Fan, it's coming down. Move out of the way..."
He glanced down. But Fan Xui was nowhere to be seen.
"Fan? Fan Xui."
A hand suddenly cupped his mouth. "shhh...listen.." he whispered right behind him
"When did you?.."
"shh..." he looked at him in panic. He silently pointed to one corner near the intersection of the cornfield.
