"Still running? You've got a mountain on one side and a river on the other. Take your pick!" Seeing that the road ahead had ended, Lao San shouted, hoping to put some psychological pressure on Xu Ruonan.
"Are you stupid? The river's frozen over this time of year. I'd obviously pick the mountain!" Xu Ruonan glanced back, her eyes mocking Lao San. After a quick feint, she broke decisively toward the frozen river.
"Hmph. Third Master is starting to admire you. You'd better not let me catch you!" Lao San let out a sinister laugh. Watching Xu Ruonan, who had nearly tricked him yet again, he followed her without missing a beat.
Wary of a sudden sneak attack from Xu Ruonan and wanting to avoid injury, Lao San maintained a relatively constant distance between them during the chase.
