"Wow, damn!" Seeing the drone circling above them and then slowly descending, Luo Ziling exclaimed in shock. He quickly handed the selfie stick back to Yang Qingyin, gave the horse a hard whip, and shouted, "Someone's trying to ambush us with a drone!"
Yang Qingyin instinctively clutched the selfie stick to her chest, feeling a bit at a loss.
Saying this angrily into Yang Qingyin's ear, Luo Ziling immediately urged his horse to run back to where they had come, intending to meet up with the others.
The drone, which was slowly descending, suddenly accelerated as Luo Ziling turned his horse to escape, chasing after them.
Luo Ziling had just stopped at a hillside. Once the horse picked up speed, it quickly ran downhill using the terrain.
The drone was also fast, and Luo Ziling couldn't shake it off.
While pursuing them, the drone didn't immediately lower its altitude but continued chasing at a height of several dozen meters above Luo Ziling.
