Song San subconsciously wanted to swallow his saliva, but at that moment, he was interrupted by a noise coming from inside the house, which also drew Gu Qingheng's gaze, allowing him to heave a sigh of relief.
Soon, a figure in black darted out of the house and then—thump—collapsed onto the ground.
Fortunately, there was snow; the courtyard was covered in a thick layer, cushioning the impact of the fall. Otherwise, Song San would have been worried about his nose.
Gu Qingheng's eyes instantly dropped; he wanted to wait until he was alone with Xinxin to have a good look at her, and at this moment, he did not want to reveal himself.
Song San's face changed instantly, recalling the small green snake. Yesterday, before he passed out, it seemed that it was this very snake that had killed the leader of the jackal pack. So it turns out...