Fang Xinxin laid on the ground and pretended to be dead. She watched as the helicopter flew away into the distance and disappeared from her sight.
The sun was very warm and the spring weather was cooling.
She wasn't sure how long she needed to lay here before Bai Qinghao would come rescue her.
Considering his ability, he would likely be fast.
Ten hours? Five hours?
Perhaps it would take two to three hours.
Regardless, she was certain he wouldn't take very long.
She would consider this a sunbathing session.
She rolled down the slope and glanced towards the stream across the road.
From where she laid, she could only see the surface of the stream. Ya Lun's 'corpse' was nowhere to be found.
If she had guessed correctly, Ya Lun was most likely alive.
