Until the afternoon, Miao Zhu dared to scratch open a hole and poked her head out to look.
The surroundings were very quiet, with no other sounds, which made her even more frightened.
Taking a deep breath, she bravely scratched open the hole completely and crawled out of the Xiaoshan cave.
Walking to the path by the cliff edge, she looked around and saw no one. Not far away, the snowy ground was splattered with blood everywhere.
"Liu Yun, Yin Shuang, Mr. Ling, where are you?"
She dared only to call out softly, hearing not a whisper of response, she gradually raised her voice.
But the only answer she received was the echo from the valley.
Liu Yun, Yin Shuang, and Mr. Ling must have encountered unexpected events. Miao Zhu, holding back tears, made up her mind to walk back to Beilan City even if it meant relying on her own legs.
She had to return to Beilan City as quickly as possible to deliver the news from the capital city to Old Prince, Prince, and the Princely Heir.
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