A Tinge Of Red On The Horizon

"A-Yuan..." Yun Yi completely put away his usual unrestrained expression and looked at him with an unusually solemn expression.

"Have you found Yiting'er?" The only answer to him was this low voiced question.

In the past few hours, he had only been repeating two sentences, asking everyone who was searching here the same questions.

"Is there any news on my Lady?"

"Have you found Yiting'er?"

However, all who answered him shook their heads and pleaded incompetence in their efforts.

Unsurprisingly, Yun Yi shook his head slightly. "A-Yuan, there is no other obstruction on the cliff where Ling fell off. She must have fallen into this White River. As long as she follow along the lower reaches of the White River, she should be able to find..."

But when it came to the end, even Yun Yi himself was not sure she could have survived.