"Madam, we should leave first," Xing Yu said, looking at the dark mass in the mid-air, feeling a bit frightened. What did the madam want to see? Was there anything good to see, and what if the monster wasn't dead?
"Xing Yu, rescue everyone alive—" Zheng Nianru's mind was entirely on Yin He, who had been swallowed by the monster, thinking only that Yin He must not die, Yin He absolutely must not die.
Xing Yu didn't want to leave, thinking that if there was any danger she could still carry the madam and quickly flee.
Just then, the monster suddenly moved slightly, like a calm pool of water being suddenly disturbed by a huge stone, its entire body shaking violently.
