Qinghe had no time to dilly-dally with them and simply threw the rope at him, "Tie it on yourself. By this time spent talking, we could've already been down."
Li Quan's face darkened. Although it was for their own good, she really wasn't leaving any room for pleasantries. With a wry smile, he quickly tied himself up, looking like a rice dumpling. Zeng Bo found it amusing as he watched and thought to himself that when it was his turn, he would just close his eyes and tie himself up before going down, lest he embarrass himself even more.
After they had all descended, Qinghe looked up at the people pulling the rope for her, "Did you all get it?"
Everyone quickly nodded. By now, Qinghe was like an esteemed ancestor to them, they'd never shown this much deference even to their own fathers.
Qinghe thought for a moment, then still handed the rope to them, "Then what are you waiting for? Go down one by one, quickly."
