Following the chaotic footprints into the stone pile, Shen Yanchen heard a faint sound and immediately called out, "Gu Qimiao!"
Next, the voice responded to him, somewhat distant but clear enough to hear, "Brother Yan Chen! Help!"
On the rock cliff, Gu Qimiao's body was mostly hanging outside. Hearing Shen Yanchen's voice, she kept calling for help.
The two people glanced down, "Not good, someone's coming, let's go."
They ran a few steps, then one of them returned, pulling out a small knife and slashing her arm. They thought she would feel the pain and loosen her grip, but blood flowed from her arm without a reaction from her.
"Let's go!"
The person who ran ahead shouted, and the other hesitated before running away.
Standing on the observation deck, Lu Qianwen and Liang Zixuan's expressions changed.
"Useless!" Liang Zixuan cursed.
Lu Qianwen was already staring at Gu Qimiao, asking calmly, "Don't you find something strange?"
Liang Zixuan tilted her head in confusion.
