"What use are eyes if they cannot see?" Suddenly, a voice rose from nowhere.
Right behind her, not far away!
Chu Qianli was startled, then filled with joy.
Feng Yexuan!
"Yexuan!" She hurried over, her flashlight revealing that Feng Yexuan was sitting on the ground, clearly healing with his powers.
His voice was very hoarse, as if he had been injured?
"You..."
Chu Qianli suddenly remembered something, and quickly took the dagger into her hand, looking around.
"He's gone." Feng Yexuan closed his eyes, his voice still low and hoarse, "His injuries are no lighter than mine."
"..." That arrogant tone!
But seeing he could still speak, and so proudly at that, Chu Qianli's heart, which had been hanging, finally settled down.
At least, nothing major had happened.
"Why didn't you respond earlier? I've been looking for you for so long!" After feeling relieved, she couldn't help but grumble.
Feng Yexuan snorted coldly, "Didn't I respond to you the moment you called my name?"