"Can you handle it?" Bai Muchuan asked Xiang Wan.
Yes… I can." Xiang Wan used all her might to grab onto the metal rope before she regained her balance.
"… Good." Bai Muchuan looked at her. "I have faith in you."
His gaze was like a healing ray. Xiang Wan felt a little better.
Hearing the sound from the metal rope like it was wiping the water terrified her so. Her mind went blank, and she felt giddy…
"Bai Muchuan." She called his name softly.
"… Don't be afraid! Hold my shoulder, I'll lead you—" Bai Muchuan shifted the rifle to his back and grabbed onto the metal rope with one hand while his other hand paddled forward.