Lu Jinchen scanned the dark forest with sharp, calculating eyes. His boots dug into the dirt as he examined the terrain, every muscle tight with alertness.
"Because of that idiot's interference, we must have been separated," he muttered, jaw clenching.
Rong Xi frowned, her gaze sweeping the dense trees surrounding them. The sky above was black, dotted with stars, and the cold wind carried the distant sound of insects.
She had no idea what state Yan Rouxi and Gu Yixuan might be in or where they might be. Her heart tightened. This was her world. She would survive here even if thrown into the wild.
But those two modern people with zero sense of danger…
"I'm worried about them…" she whispered.
Lu Jinchen didn't answer immediately. His expression remained unreadable, but his thoughts were steady. Quietly, he held a certain trust in Yan Rouxi's instincts—irritating as she could be, she wasn't useless.
