After they'd tied the ropes around themselves, they descended.
As they went down, Su Yinhe and Chi Yan were stable, but Lin Murong swayed as if he were about to swing on a swing set.
It would have been fine if he just swayed, but damn it, he screamed too.
His screams sounded like a shrieking chicken.
No, that's not right.
The shrieking chicken actually sounded better than his screams.
"Shut up, stop yelling; you won't fall. What are you so scared of, big guy? Trust me, you won't fall. This is professional equipment, very safe," unless we all die crashing down.
"What if I do fall?" Lin Murong wasn't afraid of heights; he was just purely scared.
He trembled non-stop, his legs were shaking, his hands were shaking, his whole body was shaking.
Then, naturally, he began to sway.
It was like he really was on a swing set.
But this was way more thrilling than swinging on a swing.
Ahhh!
Lin Murong screamed again.
