Chen Shaobei immediately tightened his grip on the rope, and the guards strained to pull.
He ordered sharply, "Pull back! Tie it to the carriage and have the horses run forward!"
That was the only way to pull them back up.
Before Shen Ningning could even react, she felt herself swinging in midair, held tightly in Mo Lingwei's arms.
His voice was rushed. "Are you alright?"
Shen Ningning looked down. Below her was an endless, bottomless chasm.
The guard at the very bottom seemed to have been knocked unconscious by a falling plank, his limbs hanging limply.
The little girl's voice trembled. "Brother..."
She came back to her senses and looked at Mo Lingwei. He had no safety gear on at all.
Shen Ningning's little face went pale with fright, her dark eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Why did you come down too?"
Seeing that she was mostly unharmed, Mo Lingwei relaxed a little.
His pleasant voice replied, "I was afraid you would die just like that."
