「One month later, outside Qianshan Pass.」
Li Lie and Xia Fangran stood halfway up a cliff. The blizzard was getting worse, forcing them to stay and keep watch over the students. Fortunately, the wind and snow were lighter in the canyon, allowing them to clearly observe the situation on the field below.
They looked down at the surging Corpse Tide below, and at the two youngsters who looked like a small boat tossed about on a stormy sea, rising and falling with the waves.
Was it dangerous? Extremely.
But Rong Taotao and Gao Lingwei's teamwork was perfectly in sync—it was even a sight to behold. The small boat sailed wantonly through the vast sea of corpses. Though it seemed to be floundering, it steadily pressed forward.
"Heh…" Xia Fangran let out a deep sigh. After a full month, he had completely given up on the idea of making the two of them fail. The reality of the situation had proven itself time and time again.
