C1689 Non-me Compassion

"Did you sense anything? It seems to be in that direction."

A tired and weak voice slowly echoed out. Tang Bin forced himself to raise his head and look in a direction.

A slender arm powerfully wrapped around Tang Bin's waist. His other hand was tightly holding onto Tang Bin's hand which was resting on his shoulder. He half supported Tang Bin as he hugged Tang Bin beside him