Over there, team members had already helped Zhou Mu to his feet. He struggled to move his legs and looked past the crowd towards Shen Xian.
At that moment, Shen Xian sat collapsed on the ground, frail as a dandelion that a breeze could blow away.
Zhou Mu pushed aside the people nearby and limped over to squat next to Shen Xian, filled with guilt.
"Shen Xian, I…"
Shen Xian wiped away the tears spilling over from the corner of her eyes in one swift motion. "Don't say you're sorry, don't feel guilty."
So stubborn!
Zhou Mu chuckled softly and, with both hands on Shen Xian's shoulders, helped her to stand up.
Over there, Xiaowu was also helped to his feet by Shu Yan.
The three of them, who had just skirted the edge of life and death, leaned on each other's shoulders and began to laugh through their tears.
"It's good that no one was injured,"
Shen Xian glanced at the team members who had begun to busily investigate the scene and spoke with concern.
