Qiao Chengxun received confirmation and, without a second thought, dropped to his knees and began to claw at the ruins with his bare hands.
"Meimei, Meimei... I'm here... You have to hang on, you can't die..." He was frantic, an unprecedented fear filled his heart.
Brother Long saw him digging through the ruins like a madman and joined in, helping with his paws.
Qiao Chengxun paid no heed to anything else, and soon his hands were covered in blood and dust, yet he felt no pain at all.
Brother Long's paws were also worn raw, but since his owner wouldn't stop, he dared not either, continuing to share the burden with his master.
Soon after, more reinforcements arrived.
Mu Zhuoshen saw the man who had gone mad and hurried over to pull him up, "Young Qiao, don't do this, let them handle it!"
"I need to save Meimei, Meimei is below, I need to save her!" Qiao Chengxun's eyes were bloodshot, as were his fingers, all stained with blood.
