The wind outside the cave had probably reached level nine, making it a massive natural disaster. In such terrifying conditions, even ordinary people wearing specialized cold-weather gear wouldn't last long.
Yet two figures were making their way in through the snowstorm.
By the time they reached the cave, Luo Xia saw that they were both covered in snow. One of the girls seemed unable to stand on her own and was leaning heavily on the tall Black man beside her.
Luo Xia recognized him at once. He was the one who had told Tony to shut up on the bus.
They were the two passengers who had gone missing from the bus. Who would've thought they'd somehow made it back?
The girl who had been begging everyone for help moments ago ran over in delight, threw her arms around her friend, and buried her face against her, sobbing.
But the other passengers didn't look particularly happy to see them return. Their rescue only made their own selfish behavior from earlier seem even worse.
The driver, though, acted as if nothing had happened. He poured himself some hot water, ate a few bites of compressed rations, then crawled into his sleeping bag.
Even inside the cave, everyone had to conserve their strength in this weather. The driver had probably made this mountain road countless times and had long since grown used to such partings.
Everyone was in a different mood, but they all seemed to have forgotten the hero who had brought the girl back through the storm.
Luo Xia poured himself some hot water and walked over to the Black man, holding it out to him. "You're a hero. Here, drink this and warm up."
Only at such close range did Luo Xia get a good look at him. He