After watching for half a day, she finally saw someone enter the house.
It was those who had gone out to search for people, but they seemed to be in bad shape.
Jhiang Yuan couldn't care less about anything else; she grabbed her hat and rushed out.
The door was incredibly hard to close; despite her efforts, she couldn't manage it.
Just as she was about to enter her space to call her father out, a pair of large hands grabbed hers.
She felt an immense force, and then the door slammed shut with a "bang."
Looking up, she met Song Yi's eyes, and for some reason, felt an overwhelming urge to cry.
Thank goodness he was back, thank goodness he was safe.
"How did it go, did you find anyone?"
As Jhiang Yuan spoke, the wind filled her mouth.
Song Yi quickly stepped in front of her to shield her, but it wasn't much better.
He didn't speak; he just grabbed her hand and started walking out.
Well, if one were to go alone, the difficulty would undoubtedly be significant.