"Didn't I already say that everyone on the bus is basically fine? With my uncle there, they'll definitely be okay. The only way they wouldn't be is if they don't trust my uncle to save them and refuse to leave the bus." Seeing that her words failed to have the intended reassuring effect, Gu Nuan Nuan grew a little frustrated and muttered to herself.
Sigh—
'How could I have forgotten that adults are always skeptical of what kids say? They never take it seriously. So my good intentions just made things worse, didn't they?'
"Someone's coming up!" an unknown voice shouted. Almost instantly, everyone dashed to the cliff's edge with surprising agility. Even Mr. Lu, Lu Jianrong, whose knees had been too weak to stand moments before, ran faster than anyone.
"How is it? What's the situation down there?" A chaotic babble erupted as everyone scrambled to ask. Lu Jianrong's voice was the loudest and most urgent, sounding even more frantic than Shao Qingyang.
