Li Nian'er was keeping track of the time, growing more and more anxious by the moment. She still didn't want to go rescue Ye Qingchen, as that would make it seem like she was backing down.
You're a Martial King. You can't possibly die in a waterfall, can you? Li Nian'er muttered, trying to reassure herself, but her tightly clenched fists betrayed her anxiety.
No, that's not right. I told him not to use his Spiritual Power. I said if he couldn't hold on, I would save him. Could he really be that foolish? Is he really that obedient?
Li Nian'er kept muttering to herself, a fierce struggle raging in her mind.
As time ticked away, another quarter of an hour passed. Li Nian'er finally couldn't stand it any longer and leaped into the deep pool.
