Xiao Shu left.
He left in the direction of the abyss.
Yu Huang lowered her eyes and stared at Yin Rong, who seemed uneasy even in her unconscious state. She sighed and prepared to bend down to carry Yin Rong.
Sheng Xiao said, "Let me do it."
"No." Yu Huang carried Yin Rong up by the waist. Yu Huang was tall and thin, but every part of her body was muscular, so she carried Yin Rong easily. She glanced at Sheng Xiao and said sternly, "You're my man. How can you carry another woman?"
Sheng Xiao smiled. "I just don't want you to be tired."
"What's this? We're all tough people who can carry two thousand pounds of Black Spirit Stones on our shoulders. How heavy is Yin Rong?" With that said, Yu Huang carried Yin Rong and led the way down the mountain.
Beatrice patted Sheng Xiao's shoulder and held back her laughter as she said, "Don't underestimate us women."
Sheng Xiao sneered. "Now you think you're a woman?"
