"Sister!"
The crowd looked at Lan Xin with a look of despair.
Xiao Lan said:
"We have a temporary shelter cave in the back mountain where everyone can hide for a bit."
"It's useless. That cave has only an entrance but no exit, even if we hide inside, those Tibetan Mastiff Kings will immediately find our hiding place. Don't forget, these are Tibetan Mastiff Kings, not some common mutant animals. Their sense of smell is incredibly sharp; they can track us by the scent we leave behind. If we really were to hide in that cave, it would just be an unjust death; it would be better to have a fight here with room to maneuver."
In this crucial moment, Lan Xin still displayed a strong will.
Yang Xiao admired Lan Xin even more, especially because Lan Xin was not willing to risk Shenming Mountain Sect's North Garden's Mo Yan and others for her own sake. This sort of selflessness made Yang Xiao respect her even more.
