What a pity, every time she had an accident, Si Wuxie would descend like an angel right by her side, but this time, he couldn't make it to her.
About ten minutes later, many strong men came in, and then they lifted them along with the iron cage.
Finally, they were moved into a truck.
After the truck door slammed shut with a 'bang,' the rear compartment fell into darkness, and so did the vision of Xiang Anning and the others.
"Uncle, I'm scared!" Lingxian's childish voice trembled slightly at the end.
"Don't be afraid, Uncle is here!"
The conversation in the dark, surprisingly, brought a sense of warmth.
Bingqing was so magical; in moments of peril, a few words from her were like a calming needle, and Lingxian immediately quieted down.
She scooted her little bottom closer to Bingqing, her small body curling up in Bingqing's arms!
In the stinky and stuffy truck compartment, the little girl astonishingly didn't cry or make a fuss, which was truly rare!
