The man collapsed to the ground, startled, realizing it was Song Yi who had dealt him a blow with a knife.
So calm and collected that it caught everyone off guard.
He seemed to have sensed Ye Mianmian's emotions, the coldness in his eyes somewhat pronounced.
"He who hesitates is lost."
Ye Mianmian suddenly felt awkward, as if the remark was pointedly about her.
She wanted to explain, but Song Yi had already walked ahead.
"Sister Yuan, that's not what I meant?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Jhiang Yuan was still confused; she hadn't zoned out just now, so why hadn't she heard what Ye Mianmian said?
"Oh, never mind, let's hurry up and go!"
What a bizarre situation.
The road up the mountain was not easy to travel, too slippery.
The four of them were very grateful they had chosen to walk along the green belt, where the vegetation made it somewhat more bearable.
But, further up, it would be troublesome.
