Self-Preservation

The sun shone, and a gentle breeze blew.

The air seemed a bit chilly.

At this moment, a woman pushed a wheelchair to the Cliff of Broken Hearts.

They went ahead, without letting anyone know.

Sitting in the wheelchair was a pale-faced man, Bai Ye. He held a piece of jade in his hand. It was a treasure to stabilize his injuries.

If he lost the jade, his condition would deteriorate.

Based on his current situation, it may take a year for him to fully recover. But nobody knew when the unknown person would make his next move.

It could happen at any time.

"Senior Brother Bai, can you really see anything?" Lian Qin asked in doubt.

By now, they had arrived at the riverside. If they followed the river, they would soon reach Jiang Hao's residence.

Bai Ye shook his head and whispered, "Let's take a look first."

"Why not wait for him to come back?" Lian Qin was puzzled.