Whoosh—
The night wind outside was howling past the ear, rustling the leaves, making soft, rustling sounds that, for no apparent reason, made one's nerves taut, the rise and fall of the chest gradually became intense.
His limbs were rigid beyond belief.
In the narrow cave, a few dozen centimeters wide, not deep enough, two tall men squeezed in. You might say they fit perfectly, without a single gap, but fortunately, the height was just enough to keep it from being too claustrophobic.
Layers upon layers of green plants completely concealed this place.
The heartbeats in Shi Tingbai's chest were exceptionally rapid. Having just finished a wild sprint, he hadn't yet caught his breath. After all, he was running for his life, he had to fight the urge of panting heavily.
If he actually dies here today, wouldn't it be unjust?
More importantly, if he dies alongside this showy man...
He felt even more stifled.
"Can you stop?"
Above him, a man's voice, utterly hoarse, came through.
