"Don't move, trust me—" Ju Nanyi said with effort, feeling a piercing pain in his shoulder blade. As they were falling, Ju Nanyi had already figured out where on Weixing Mountain they were; beneath them was half stream and half very tall shrubbery. If they were to land in the shrubbery...
However, the speed of the fall didn't allow for a perfect decision. With a thud, Ju Nanyi instinctively pressed the cloth bag and himself against the softest part of the horse's belly. Then came a massive impact, but the man didn't wait for the collision to stop before he grabbed hold of the thick branch.
"Ah—" A girl's piercing scream rang in his ear, its shrillness somehow comforting to Ju Nanyi in this moment.
