"Let's go quickly!"
Jhiang Yuan zipped up her bag and clutched it tightly to her chest.
Now that Song Yi was here, she couldn't just throw it into the void.
Fortunately, she hadn't brought much with her.
The two of them began to run frantically, accompanied by many others who had also narrowly escaped from the supermarket.
However, most of them were injured, and their conditions were not good.
Jhiang Yuan herself had been attacked, and now she was too occupied to mind the pain.
Seeing her run slowly, Song Yi turned around, grabbed her hand, and ran towards the diagonal side of the road.
Down below was the road leading down the mountain.
The crowd scattered, with a large part heading down.
Very few ran upwards, probably the villagers living nearby.
With more people outside, the chaos intensified.
One person was knocked down by another, and others pounced to rob the two of their belongings.
