In the blink of an eye, Yun Qiluo's pupils contracted, bending down reflexively while swiftly moving aside with her ski pole.
The motion was as smooth as flowing clouds and water; even Yun Qiluo herself didn't realize she had already dodged.
Several men lunged but missed, wanting to continue the chase, but it was too late.
Di Shan and the others immediately rushed forward to engage them in a fight.
They were only pretending to ski anyway, and since they weren't even wearing their ski boots properly, it was particularly convenient to engage in combat.
Yun Qiluo had been having a lot of fun and didn't notice anyone nearby, so when these men suddenly appeared, she was indeed startled.
She quickly freed her feet from the ski boots and ran towards Yan Yan.
"Beautiful woman..."
Yan Yan reached out to pat her head, soothing her in a low voice, "Don't worry, everything's going to be fine."
Hearing his voice, Yun Qiluo relaxed considerably and obediently nodded, "Mm."
