Bai Fengqing listened, and was even more frightened.
"Quick! Quick! I can't hold on!"
Eldest Heir Bai Xuanmo gritted his teeth, "I'm pulling you, you hold onto sister tightly!"
Third Young Master Bai Yaoyu hurriedly grabbed the upper part of his trousers, and just as he and Bai Xuanmo were about to pull up their sister and Fifth Brother.
They heard a cracking sound of "zing".
The three young masters at the well's edge all changed their expressions simultaneously.
"Not good!"
Bai Fengqing hadn't reacted yet when he suddenly felt a chilly sensation on his thigh.
Immediately, he plummeted down.
"Ah—!" Bai Fengqing screamed loudly.
And in the hands of Bai Xuanmo and Bai Yaoyu, there was only his torn trousers.
Bai Zhi'er and Bai Fengqing didn't fall directly to the bottom; they crashed into an old wooden bucket for drawing water.
Sliding along the well wall all the way down.
Finally, with a "crack", the bucket shattered into pieces.
The two little ones weren't hurt.
