She really did stop in her tracks.
People were frantically fleeing all around her.
White Fox was there, Xiong Er was there, and even Yeh Xing, who had come to keep watch, was not far behind her, looking on.
So, in fact, there was not a single bit of danger near her, and these people had her encircled in a safe zone.
But still.
Some of that group had escaped.
"We haven't caught all of them, it's very dangerous, don't make any rash moves, don't leave my side,"
White Fox was facing away from Bo Yanching's direction, his lips didn't part, but he spoke in a voice close to a woman's using ventriloquism.
Nan Jiaojiao pressed her lips together hard, suddenly feeling an impulse surge within her, at least in that moment, she wanted to throw caution to the wind.
What danger? She didn't care one bit, if she just walked away like this, all the danger would shift to Bo Yanching.
She ran back.
