May all the gods and Buddhas in heaven ensure the safety of the master!
As he descended the cliffside, he emitted a unique signal.
You can't cry out loudly now. If there are assassins lurking in the darkness and they know that Jiang Shu is alone, it would be even more dangerous. This signal is a secret method of communication between them. As long as the master heard it, he would understand.
Under the Qingtan forest, there is a deep pond. Although it's early summer, the mountain nights are cold, and the pond water is icy. Falling from such a high mountain, the master is gravely injured. Even if he is an excellent swimmer, I fear he won't escape unscathed.
Not only would his wounds be soaked in water, but the cold air entering his body could cause a coughing fit.
Jiang Fei's thoughts grew heavier and more intense. He shouted louder and louder, but there was no response other than the mournful hooting of a night owl.
