WHOOSH—
Jiang Xinli's breath caught in her throat.
She and Sheng Tianze began to tumble through the air, falling.
Darkness surrounded them, and the whistling of the wind grew louder and louder.
A powerful suction pulled at them from the abyss below.
A sharp pain suddenly stabbed at Jiang Xinli's heart.
The scene felt somewhat familiar.
Only, that abyss had been in mid-air.
This one was beneath her feet.
A profound sense of sorrow, the kind that comes with parting, suddenly welled up inside her.
In the darkness, she felt Sheng Tianze's arms and his fluffy tail wrap tightly around her waist.
The man's broad, solid chest radiated a reassuring warmth.
"Don't be afraid." A low, gentle voice sounded by her ear. "I'm here."
"Mm," Jiang Xinli's heart rate calmed a little, but the next second, her fingers grasped at empty air. "Little White is gone!"
"It may have entered the new space-time faster than us." Sheng Tianze's voice remained steady, but his arms tightened around her.
