"I want to come as well!" Xiao Mai shouted. "Please let me come!"
Xiao Yue placed her hand on Long Zhao Feng's upper arm.
"Long Zhao Feng, she's so pitiful. Why don't we just let her come?"
The man shook his head.
"Xiao Yue, we don't know what kind of danger lurks ahead. It is irresponsible to bring someone who cannot protect herself."
At the end of the sentence, he glanced at Xiao Mai, who was still kneeling desperately on the ground. Xiao Mai's body went limp. She ended up sitting on her legs. The knees were dirty from kneeling, and tears came streaming down her face.
"But... Brother, wuuuu... Brother..."
Long Zhao Feng clicked with his tongue.
"I already said that we would come back with your brother if we found him. What else are you dissatisfied about?"
