Up ahead, the ground collapsed, and Jing Yu fell into the hole.
Zhang Xiaowei lunged forward, his hands reaching straight into the hole.
He grabbed Jing Yu's hands in one attempt.
"Jing Yu, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, now pull me up quickly."
Jing Yu was gasping for air nervously, frantically clinging on to Zhang Xiaowei's arm, trying to climb up.
Soon, Zhang Xiaowei had pulled her up.
The once clean yoga pants were now covered with mud.
"I was just about to tell you about this, but you encountered it before I could finish my sentence."
Zhang Xiaowei sat beside Jing Yu, shaking his head incessantly.
Luckily for Jing Yu, the hole wasn't deep, and it was filled with tree roots.
During her fall, she became entangled in the roots and managed to grab hold of them.
Otherwise, even if Zhang Xiaowei had reacted quickly, he wouldn't have been able to catch her.
"What on earth happened? How could there be such a big hole in the ground?"
