"Who set this up down there, why isn't there a net?"
"Damn, this is a cliff, it's not deep, but falling off could cripple you."
"How did they get stuck on the edge? Where's the crane? Hurry up and bring it over to rescue!"
"Seems like they weren't familiar with their position. While sword dancing, the hilt pushed up and accidentally moved the mask to block their sight. She panicked and stepped back a long way, then missed a step and fell."
Nan Jiaojiao didn't quite understand. She stopped someone retreating from the crowd and asked, "Where's Chu Yao?"
"I'm fine."
Chu Yao, supported by Sister Mi, jumped down from a protruding rock on the side, walked a few steps to Nan Jiaojiao, and grabbed her. "Didn't I tell you to stay put? Why did you run over here? If you get lost, where am I supposed to find you?"
Nan Jiaojiao ignored her unnecessary worry, "What's going on up front?"
