Yet...
She recalled the sound of Little Irene's crying from moments before; it was close by, so how could she fail to catch up?
Her immediate instinct was that something had happened to them. If that were truly the case, how could she face it? She would genuinely blame herself to death.
In truth, the little one and Little Irene had already run into the black hole!
Qin Lan ran like a madwoman toward the side paths, the woods, the riverbank, and the patches of weeds, braving the rain while shouting Little Irene's name in a heartbreaking shriek.
Until...
Exhausted, she collapsed into the floodwaters on the ground.
The next moment, Long Xingtian and Qin Xianglian appeared there.
"Little sister."
"Little sister!"
"She's just suffering from severe nervous exhaustion and has passed out. Nothing is wrong. Let's take her back to the manor first."
"Sigh... What kind of mess is this... Qianqian is truly an innocent child, and who knows when this weather will clear up."
With that, Long Xingtian and his wife rescued her and immediately sent her back to Qin Manor.
Candles were lit inside Qin Manor, and everyone was gathered in the main hall to shelter from the rain. Looking out at the pitch-black sky with pale faces, the crowd was in a complete uproar.
"I wonder how those two children are doing. It's truly worrying."
"Hallelujah, Lord... Please protect them, let nothing happen, let nothing happen."
"How can the weather change like this without warning? I've lived this long and seen it for the first time. First power outages, then a complete loss of signal."
"Let this heavy rain end already. I can't take it anymore, I'm dying of exhaustion."
"Stop saying things like that. It's all your fault. The child just made a mistake—was it