Xia Xiaonuan's eyes flashed with a trace of worry.
Nangong Feihong turned and looked at Situ Yan, who was roasting a chicken. He pulled Xia Xiaonuan up and said, "Xiaonuan, let's hurry and get out of here. That man doesn't look like a good person. How about I knock him out later, and then we can go back together?"
Xia Xiaonuan's mouth twitched nervously.
She looked at Nangong Feihong and said, "Do you know where we are?"
"No idea?"
"Then do you know which way we need to go to get out of here?"
"No clue? But if we keep walking, we'll eventually run into someone, right? Then we'll figure out a way to leave this barren mountain and call the Crown Prince to come and get us."
Xia Xiaonuan thought for a moment: "In this situation, having one more person means we have one more person to look out for. How about... we wait until we get out of here, contact Nangong Yaoling, then ditch him? It's not too late then!"
