The helicopter transported people back, Lu Xiaojiu saw a bunch of wounded soldiers and mercenaries covered in blood, but she didn't see Xiao Qiao anywhere. She desperately tried to contain her anxiety, searching among the returning people, yet Xiao Qiao was still missing.
Lu Xiaojiu's voice was as cold as a chilling mountain wind, snowflakes fell on her eyelashes and quickly melted into water, "Has everyone returned?"
"Yes," Nicole said.
A chill like the ice and snow from the mountains filled Xiaojiu's body.
Xiao Qiao, is she dead?
Where is her Xiao Qiao?
Xiaojiu's face suddenly turned frighteningly pale, and then she heard Doug and Matthew arguing, the two of them fighting violently. Doug's roar intertwined with Matthew's indifferent voice formed a net of swords and daggers that trapped Lu Xiaojiu from all directions.
"It's your fault that Qiao An and LG died. If you had sent people back to save them, they wouldn't have died," Doug said.
