Bi Bi's emotions were extremely complex, standing in place, unsure what to do—the blow was just too heavy.
To know, in order to find the target, she has always been very diligent—except for the first few months of fun, and recently indulging in a little drink and a few days' sleep, she's been very earnest.
She's put in so much effort, yet every time she fails; is this world too unfriendly?
What else can she do?
Bi Bi stood in place for a while, a white dove flew over, cooing, waking her up.
Bi Bi looked at the dove, listened to its call for a while, as if receiving some information; her eyes sparkled, realization hit her: "That's right, it's okay if the target escaped. This time I saw which direction he ran, and sensed the latest scent. I can follow along, and he won't be able to shake me off. So this time, if I persist to the end, I can definitely catch up with him. Definitely!"
Bi Bi's gaze became resolute, no longer hesitating, she decided to act, and turned to move.
