"Carry them back to their room to sleep for a while," Quan Jingwu said, carrying the two little treasures up towards the stairs.
Seventeen and Nineteen lay on his shoulders, listless.
Upon hearing this, Rhee's anxiety eased.
As his figure disappeared into the staircase, Jian Luo and the others didn't stay any longer—they greeted the Quan Family and left.
Quan Mingxuan saw them out and asked about Jian Qing's situation on the way.
"Could it be that someone else rescued Jian Qing when you were searching at the top of the cliff?"
Jian Luo pursed his lips, "We can't rule out that possibility. We've searched there for half a month and found nothing."
"Regardless, at least we can now confirm that Jian Qing is still alive, and that's what matters most," Bai Jue analyzed.
They had been most concerned that Jian Qing would sink into the sea. Although they hadn't found her yet, the most important thing was that she was still alive.
