Then he reached out a hand and shouted to her, "Miss Anning, give me a hand quickly."
Ji Anning didn't look at Assistant Wu, her gaze was fixed on Ji Chicheng, above whom loomed a pile of rocks that could bury him at any moment.
She was worried.
Assistant Wu shouted several times, but Ji Anning didn't respond.
Ji Chicheng knew what she was worried about, he smiled and patted her hand, comforting her, "You need to climb up so I can get up, I'll follow right after, be good."
Only then did Ji Anning nod obediently, turn around, and reach out her other hand. Assistant Wu grabbed her hand and helped her stand up.
One of her legs hurt so much that she couldn't muster any strength in it.
Assistant Wu used all his strength for his age to help her up the soft ladder.
But.
She hadn't had time to catch her breath when a loud crash behind her pushed her into a cold, hopeless world.
"Young Master."
Assistant Wu cried out in pain.
