You Think It's Her Fault?
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Sister Mian, what about you?"
Ji Fengmian confirmed that the rope was tied tightly and wiped the rain off his face. "What about me? You're an ancestor. If you die, Chu Boyang will skin me alive. You can't die even if I die!"
After saying this, Ji Fengmian couldn't help but shiver.
"I'll be in front. Follow me."
Ji Qing nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes!"
Glancing at the rope on her waist, she looked up at the mountain through the rain.
After confirming that his rope was in their hands, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Compared to her earlier trepidation and caution, she seemed much more relaxed.
One rope was enough to turn the world upside down.
It was also this change that caught her off guard.
Compared to her cautiousness just now, her actions now were much more casual.
Because she refused to crawl over herself, Ji Fengmian could only approach her.
Hence, the two of them were near the treetops.