The youth trudged on foot with the girl on his back.
Yan Lingzhen saw dense sweat beads forming on Black Charcoal's forehead, merging into tiny streams that flowed down his chin and soaked into his hemp garment.
In just an afternoon, he had lost a noticeable amount of weight.
They didn't dare to stop and kept moving along the mountain path, afraid that Officer Li might catch up.
"Let's stop and rest a while," Yan Lingzhen finally couldn't help but say to Black Charcoal.
Black Charcoal glanced at the dim path behind them, barely hearing dogs barking: "We can't stop, usually at this time I would have already crossed the mountain, but now we've covered less than half of the distance, and we're still near Stone Village. I'm worried someone might catch up."
"You carrying me naturally makes it hard to move, how about you put me down, take this, and go find a pharmacy under the sign with a double cross, then bring someone back to find me," she proposed.
