Ruan Munan, leaning on the edge of the rooftop, let out a long sigh of relief.
Mo Lan, Shen Wenqian, and the others finally rushed over. Seeing Xi Jiu hanging outside the twenty-eighth floor, their hearts, which had already leaped to their throats, nearly jolted right out.
"Quickly find a rescue rope and pull Master Xi and Xiao Qi up!"
Just as Shen Wenqian finished speaking, Xi Jiu's voice floated up from the night.
"No need." He held the young girl tightly and turned his gaze to a window of an office on the twenty-eighth floor, "Gu Feiyang."
"On it!"
Gu Feiyang's voice came from the window.
He leaned half his body out, with one long leg on the balcony, and began to slowly pull back the thin hemp rope in his hand.
The other end of the thin hemp rope was tied around Xi Jiu's waist. He gauged the distance between the air conditioning equipment railing and the window, and his left hand suddenly let go.
Everyone on the rooftop felt their hearts leap.
