"Come back!" Xue Yao shouted inwardly.
Unfortunately, no matter how many times she called, Tian Lan showed no intention of reappearing.
Xue Yao almost vomited blood from frustration.
The mountain gate continued opening wider and wider until a massive entrance appeared before them. Beyond it was a road carved directly into the mountain, large enough for dozens of wolves to pass through side by side.
The wolves surrounding them immediately straightened their backs and lowered their heads slightly.
Even the atmosphere became more solemn.
Xue Yao's heart sank. She didn't know why, but she suddenly had the feeling that once she stepped through that gate, escaping would become ten times more difficult.
"Xue Yao..." Honghong's voice trembled slightly. "Maybe we should make one last attempt."
"Attempt what?"
"Running."
Xue Yao stared at her.
Honghong stared back.
They both sighed at the same time. Neither of them could think of a single way to escape.
