Sure enough, the Hunting Eagle flew towards the southeast.
Meng Qianqian and Cui Hu chased after it vigorously.
This chase brought them to the mountain top.
She saw the real elderly woman.
The elderly woman was sitting on the edge of the cliff, holding a swaddled baby, muttering unintelligible words, her mind already unclear.
Meng Qianqian's heart was moved: "Great-Grandmother."
After the earlier incident, Cui Hu became even more cautious.
He did not rush over presumptuously but carefully observed the position where the elderly woman was sitting.
"Young Madam, the rock under the elderly woman's feet has been cut. Although it's covered with soil, it doesn't look stable. If we go over there, the rock definitely won't be able to bear our weight, and we'll fall off the cliff with the elderly woman."
The opponent's objective is clear, not only to harm the elderly woman but also to use her as bait to bring the Young Madam down with her.
