Either they hadn't found them yet, or—
No, that couldn't be!
Che Huan's steps were staggered and unsteady, her head spinning and legs feeling light, almost causing her to fall.
Qin Moting, walking behind her, caught her by the collar, "Are you okay?"
Che Huan stood there, turned around to look at Qin Moting, nodded, and suddenly felt grateful for this man who, for no particular reason, had accompanied her all this way.
Qin Moting stopped, looked towards Shen You, Yu Zimu, and their people, "Let's rest here for a bit."
Seeing that everyone halted, he took a bottle of purified water, twisted it open, and handed it to Che Huan, "Thirsty? Have a drink first."
Che Huan made a sound of acknowledgment, not sure what to say, took the bottle, and gulped it down in one go, finishing it completely.
The little fellow puffed up her cheeks and stood there, quiet like an adult, and exceptionally calm.
After a while, Shen You's phone rang.
