Nan Baihao roared for a long time but got no response, his mood extremely terrible. He frantically dialed Bai Wuqing's phone, then Yan Fengchi's. At this moment, he felt like he was the one falling off the cliff!
Staring down at such a high cliff, his legs quivered involuntarily. He didn't even want to imagine that his big brother and Chenxing had fallen down, let alone the possibility of their survival.
He raised his head, forcefully swallowed the liquid inside his mouth.
Gazing at the sky, his hands clenched into a fist, veins pulsed violently.
"Big brother, you mustn't... mustn't..." The word "die" rolled around in his throat several times before he finally swallowed it back!
"Helicopter!"
"Helicopter! Where is the helicopter?!"
He needed a helicopter right now!
His big brother must be waiting for his rescue!
Time is life!
He can't let the grim reaper reach his big brother before him!