Before she could finish, the door to the house opened.
They looked toward the door to see Kogan holding a small bottle.
He ignored Ling Shao, who was standing at his door, and glanced at Wei Li lying on the ground, drenched in sweat and looking pitiful.
He then looked toward Mei Li, trembling and standing behind wei li, disheveled and pale with fear. Without any preamble, he threw the bottle toward Mei Li.
Mei Li instinctively caught it, her eyes locked on Kogan's.
'What eyes,' her mind wandered for a moment before she snapped back to her difficult situation.
Kogan nodded at her with a smile.
Mei Li wasn't stupid; she understood what was happening now.
What Kogan threw to her was a lifeline.
Now it was in her hands—would she cling to that rope and pull herself out of the abyss, or would she just stare at it, wondering how it ended up there?
