It was a cold night, muddy and mountainous.
It was already late autumn on the mountain. The night was especially cold and the chill made one shiver. It was raining for the past few days, and the mountain was filled with water vapor. The mud on the mountain path was wet and sticky. When people stepped on it and ran, the wet mud would splash onto their calves and feet.
It was impossible to keep warm. One would be soaked in a few steps.
The cold air was frozen by the mud.
In the distance that Ye Lulu had rushed out to chase after him, her legs, which were covered in long and thin socks, were already completely dirtied by the mud. The wet mud was stuck to her legs, but she couldn't care less. Her eyes seemed to have lost all thoughts, and only a target was left in front of her. She just looked at the man and chased after him.
Surprisingly, Ye Lulu wasn't slow at all.
