As if guided by some unseen force, she flew in a specific direction.
She flew until she was hovering right in front of Jiang Si.
The entire journey seemed to take less than a minute, yet she hadn't sensed the passage of time at all.
Zhang Qingfang and Jiang Linhai were not faring well either.
They were trapped in the snow, too exhausted to struggle anymore.
Yet even now, they were still worried about Jiang Si. "I wonder how Sisi is doing."
Jiang Si's consciousness grew clearer. She said to them, "Grandma, Grandpa, I'm fine."
Zhang Qingfang and Jiang Linhai were stunned speechless. They wondered if this was just a hallucination brought on by their impending deaths.
But the next moment, they were flying through the air, just like Jiao Chunzi.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Qingfang and Jiang Linhai found themselves before Jiang Si.
Zhang Qingfang pinched her cheek. "Old man, we're not dreaming, are we?"
