At this moment, dawn was breaking.
Liu Ruomei stood on a large rock, yelling at Zhang Bin, who was rushing toward her at high speed.
Her hair was a mess, and her face was crisscrossed with bloody scratches from sharp blades of grass. Her clothes and pants were ragged and tattered; it was clear she had been through a lot. Big Fatty was in a similar state, his fur matted with grass clippings.
"Sister Mei, are you crazy? You entered Great Green Mountain at night?" Zhang Bin asked, leaping down with a shocked expression.
"You need to get back to your sect quickly—there's a Peak Pulse-Condensation Realm Cultivator coming to kill you…" Liu Ruomei collapsed directly into Zhang Bin's arms. Her eyes were nearly swollen shut, but she still managed to quickly explain the situation.
Zhang Bin was touched. He cradled her as if she were a precious treasure. "Thank you, Sister Mei."
"Then hurry up and go! Don't worry about me," Liu Ruomei said anxiously.
