Leike held the utmost admiration for Young Master, as he and the chief bodyguard had scaled the mountain barelegged and were so exhausted it felt like their bodies were no longer their own, let alone the Young Master also carrying Li Qiyu on his back!
If Bo Yeyuan hadn't taken that fall at the end, the last stretch to the summit might not have been so difficult.
The final steps seemed as hard as a lifetime for Bo Yeyuan.
He had to break up the path into segments, and just then his wooden stick crutch chose to snap… retiring in glory.
Bo Yeyuan stood there, leaning on an ancient pine, his lips suddenly splitting into a smile.
"Qiyu… I've made it," he said.
Li Qiyu could only feel shock, her mind a complete blank.
Using his dagger, Leike cut the straps, and as she landed, her legs were weak, causing her to collapse next to Bo Yeyuan onto the dense grass beneath the ancient pine.
White flowers dotted among them swayed in the wind.
