Zhang Qiling and Xie Yuichen knelt on the ground, looking down at the two people who were almost entirely buried: "Aning, Black Glasses."
Aning looked up at the two men. "Rope," she said, struggling with all her might to pull Black Glasses out of the sand.
Black Glasses coordinated his efforts with hers, pulling his legs free from the mud. Even though his trousers were torn to shreds by sharp stones, he finally managed to plant his feet on a rock.
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