"No, that thing is too fast. If this keeps up, we'll be caught sooner or later."
As he ran, Ye Lin felt the roars growing louder and louder, while that terrifying aura drew ever closer, as though it were right behind him—yet also somehow only a short distance away.
"Ye Xin, go stop it."
At that moment, Ye Lin shouted to Ye Xin behind him.
This was truly the best of bad options.
He could only have Ye Xin hold that thing back.
After all, the thing behind them was faster than they were, and there was no end in sight to the suspension bridge.
If this continued, they would be caught sooner or later. At a time like this, Ye Xin could only be sacrificed.
Hearing this, Ye Xin immediately turned and headed back without the slightest hesitation.
"If he goes like that, he's only throwing his life away."
Seeing this, Zhang Ling'er raised her head and looked at Ye Lin in the distance.
All along the way, she had believed Ye Xin to be Ye Lin's companion.
But at this moment, a trace of doubt arose in her heart.
This man was just going to sell out his own companion like that?
"Letting him die is better than all of us dying together."
Ye Lin's expression was calm, and his tone carried not the slightest emotion.
Ye Xin had always been a puppet. Having Ye Xin stay behind to cover their retreat—even if Ye Xin died—placed no burden whatsoever on his heart.
But if Ye Xin had been a close friend who had accompanied him all this way, then Ye Lin would never have done such a thing.
Of course, that was only what he knew. Zhang Ling'er did not know the truth.
At this moment, Zhang Ling'er