Luo Yilan wiped the rainwater from her face and looked up at the ninety-degree slope, which was one and a half persons tall. Even with her usual calmness, she couldn't help feeling a bit annoyed, silently blaming herself for not being as agile as Lin Xialing; otherwise, a slope like this wouldn't have trapped her.
Not only had she failed to find Heyue, but she had also caused trouble for everyone.
Just ten minutes ago, the rain had loosened the dirt slope, and visibility in the dark, rainy night was poor. Luo Yilan had stepped on the edge of the slope and accidentally rolled down.
Chapter 55