Then the two women glanced at each other under the weak light, and fell asleep soundly on the small bamboo bed.
Wang Qian: "..."
For heaven's sake, can't you guys act a little better, can't you be a little more convincing?
Helpless.
But that look also drifted outside amidst the storm.
Ears perked up.
Wang Qian tried her best to listen for any sounds outside, but other than the rain pounding on the tent, there was no sound of Yuchi.
"Did he die..." Wang Qian's heart skipped a beat.
Helpless, she donned her wet clothes, grabbed an umbrella, and pushed through the tent's fabric to take a look outside.
Seeing nothing.
The sky was dark; not a glimmer of light could be seen, while in the surrounding black forest, the faint cries of wild beasts could be heard.
Could there be zombies here!
No!
My courage isn't big enough!
Swallowing a lump in her throat, she cautiously held the umbrella and ventured outside, calling Yuchi's name as she walked.
"Yuchi."
"Yuchi."
"Yuchi."
