"I'm just so afraid that if chaos breaks out, no one will be able to look after us at the back," Zhang Guihong said, nervously gripping Cen Yueqin's hand. "Did you hear anything just now?"
Cen Yueqin did her best to stay calm. "Mother, we're outside. There are bound to be some sounds from insects and birds. If you're nervous, I can ask a couple of serving women to come in and stay with you."
"What good will those serving women do? We're deep in these mountains and old forests, not at a stop the dart masters are familiar with. They even told us to be extra vigilant earlier. Do you think there could really be wild beasts?"
If Jin Qianqian knew about the situation over here, she would have said Zhang Guihong was peddling anxiety. The already tense atmosphere was being amplified by her into something quite frightening.
Look how she frightened the once-calm young lady until her face was drained of color. Yet, she remained oblivious, muttering on and on.
