The eastern skies gradually turned white as Lin Sanjiu sat cross-legged on the ground, gazing straight into the distance.
She was still sitting by last night’s bonfire, though there was now a haphazard pile of rucksacks beside her. She had finished searching through those rucksacks, belonging to Green Melon and the others, and discovered that the items distributed to them the night before were still safely stored in the bags.
Apparently, they were unknowingly captured when they were fast asleep.
Though she knew the dangers of sitting there, Lin Sanjiu didn’t want to move at all.
Instead, no matter who or what captured B.Rabbit and the others, she couldn’t wait for it to quickly get its hands on her—just so she could know where B.Rabbit and the others went to, and what exactly happened.
