"At least two hours are needed, I hope there's still time!" Han Siqu said in a deep voice, "Don't waste time, follow me!"
The group responded and dared not delay for a moment, quickly following Han Siqu back toward the Ice Lake.
Han Jing and Lan Ling were busy dealing with the ghost spirits that were about to overflow, completely unaware of Xiao Xue sneaking up from behind.
Xiao Xue stood before the icy blue giant net, looked up, then reached out her hand. Her hand stayed on the ice net for a moment, then she passed through it.
Han Jing then noticed that Xiao Xue hadn't left with the others, but had snuck back instead.
She couldn't help but shout angrily, "Xiao Xue, what are you doing, get out!"
Xiao Xue found her mother's voice frightening and didn't dare to respond immediately. Instead, she quickly released all the spiritual insects she carried.
