"Du Xinyuan, are you afraid of death?" Yu Han suddenly asked.
Du Xinyuan originally wanted to say she wasn't afraid, but her face suddenly changed upon seeing Yu Han's move.
"What are you trying to do?" Du Xinyuan asked, looking at Yu Han with some unease.
Yu Han had been pushing her up the slope, with her facing uphill.
But now Yu Han had positioned himself at the top of the slope, turning her to face downhill, and in reverse at that.
Yu Han didn't say anything, just looked at Du Xinyuan with a chilling gaze.
Then, he abruptly started pushing Du Xinyuan and ran forward at a quick pace.
A hundred meters away, Yan Xia was lying quietly on the ground.
"Yu Han, you..." Du Xinyuan stared blankly at Yu Han.
What was he doing?
As she was wondering, Yu Han had already run several meters.
Just as he was about to reach Yan Xia, Yu Han suddenly looked at Du Xinyuan and gave her a cold smile.
"Hope you have a god to believe in." Yu Han said softly, then let go of his hands.
