Yelü Miaomiao's vision blurred as she saw Jiang Shouzhong's figure flash by her like an arrow released from its bow, and in an instant, he reached the cave entrance.
In that moment, a sense of fear of abandonment welled up from the depths of the girl's heart.
Was he going to leave me behind?
This thought pierced her heart like ice, filling her with despair on top of her exhaustion.
The pearl of the prairie, pampered by everyone on normal days, felt incredibly distraught at this moment.
Tears welled up in her eyes, not out of resentment towards Jiang Shouzhong, because she knew that his split-second decision had nothing to do with emotions, but was driven solely by the instinct to survive.
She didn't blame him.
In the face of death, everyone is selfish.
But in some corner of the girl's heart, a wave of uncontrollable sadness surged forth. Tears gathered in her eyes, forming mournful pearls, and her vision gradually became hazy and unclear.
