Ji Qingwu said through gritted teeth, "Let's go."
Behind them, a man's sobs could be heard. He was a grown man, yet he sat on the ground wailing uncontrollably, his shoulders shaking with each sob.
Lan Ling looked at Ji Qingwu in surprise.
"If we don't go now, we won't be able to leave at all."
Although Ji Qingwu said they should go, her feet had a mind of their own. She turned around and headed back the way they came.
Si Hai was also taken aback for a moment when he saw Ji Qingwu turning back.
Lan Ling said urgently, "We need to leave right now. If we're captured by the bandits, we'll face inhuman torture, especially..."
Si Hai stared at the dusty turf to their left and said in a low voice, "It's too late. No one's getting away now."
Lan Ling immediately turned her head to where Si Hai was looking. She saw the old woman who had run toward the left hillside earlier, her face filled with terror as she screamed and backed away.
