But after all, those were so many human lives.
Not doing anything about it, she felt uneasy at heart.
Sincerely speaking, if it were her instead of the presiding senior brother, knowing there was a way to change the tragedy of the past, she too would exhaust all efforts, desperately trying to change it.
An Ziqi sighed inwardly, wrapped her arms around Xiao Moli's neck, and rubbed her small face against his shoulder.
Xiao Moli was pleased by her obedient gesture, and much of his anger dissipated.
After Xiao Moli carried her for a while and reached the steeper part of the mountain road, An Ziqi refused to let him carry her any further.
Xiao Moli, feeling helpless, had no choice but to set her down, take out all the bandages from the backpack, and pad her shoes with them.
Only then did he help her put on the shoes and took her down the mountain.
Due to the injury on her foot, Xiao Moli deliberately slowed down.
