An Ning didn't want to get the rope, but Jiang Xia, who was still shivering all over, was hugging a large tree for dear life.
"Y-y-you… If you don't get it, I'll… I'd rather freeze to death than go back."
'Nosy, childish, nagging pest.'
An Ning muttered to herself, turned, took a few steps, and grabbed the rope.
"No, you have to tie it to yourself. The best way is to loop it over your neck and under one arm."
"Let me tell you, I'm incredibly stubborn. If you don't do it, I'll go down myself."
"I've already gotten soaked once. I'm not afraid of a second time."
Jiang Xia started to ramble on.
Down below, An Ning looked up.
"Jiang Xia, do you realize you're using your own safety to threaten someone who's trying to help you?"
Up above, Jiang Xia shouted back, his lips trembling, "I know!"
"For my Da Huang's sake, you can't just watch me die, can you?"
Looking up from below, An Ning couldn't help but laugh at him.
