"That's good."
Meng Chao closed his eyes and imagined the human soldier's dying moments as described by Ice Storm. Suddenly, he recalled something important. "By the way, let me get this straight. You said that this soldier was swept off the mountain by the strong wind and didn't jump down on his own, right?"
"Of course. He wasn't trying to commit suicide. If he could cling to the rock wall, why would he jump down voluntarily?"
Ice Storm curiously asked, "Is there any difference between being swept away, blown down, and jumping down voluntarily?"
"There would be a difference in speed."
Meng Chao's eyes were bright as he said, "If he was swept away and blown down by the strong wind, he would have fallen at a slower speed because he didn't take the initiative to exert his strength. Plus, he even danced in the air and tried his best to cling to the branches and vines that extended from the rock wall.