Gu Yichen stared intensely, his eyes fixed on her without blinking, "Be good, don't panic, don't let go, follow my lead from now on, okay?"
Nie Xiaoxun choked back her sobs and nodded, "Okay."
"I'll count to three, when I say three, you grab me with your left hand, okay?" Gu Yichen's voice was deep, but only Nie Xiaoxun, who was so close, could hear the panic within, "Xiao Xun, I'll count to three, grab me, alright?"
His voice was gentle.
Nie Xiaoxun's terrified heart gradually calmed down.
She nodded, "Alright."
"Boom!"
The stone underfoot suddenly sank sharply.
Gu Yichen suddenly slid downward.
If he hadn't locked his left hand onto the ground, he might have fallen down with Nie Xiaoxun.
Xue Murong was already in tears by this time.
Out of fear, but more so out of jealousy.
She had just witnessed Gu Yichen grabbing the ground's stone with his bare hands, stabilizing his body using the friction between his palms and the ground.
