The situation was urgent. Moyi took Zhao Yan’s silence as consent and, without a moment’s hesitation, grabbed him and took off at a sprint. It was fortunate that the streets were fairly empty today, otherwise, they surely would have collided with someone and ended up sprawled on the ground.
As their pace quickened, the cold wind howled past their ears. Zhao Yan really wanted to caution Moyi.
*The road is slippery in this snowy weather; it’s easy to fall. Maybe we should just walk slowly?*
Chapter 318