Chapter 398 Willing to Trade Lives

"Thank goodness, she's still conscious, just feeling cold and tired. At this point, he's on the verge of collapse, his heart sinking to the icy depths. Breathing has become difficult, yet he maintains a calm demeanor, not wanting her to worry if she sees him like this.

"Baz!"

Baz quickly brings the freshly prepared blanket. Cedric wraps her in the blanket, preventing even a hint of cold wind from getting in. Her face is too pale, a stark contrast to her usual lively self.

"How much longer to the mountaintop?" He holds her tightly, feeling the temperature drop suddenly.

Baz immediately responds, "We're almost there, just up this way!"

Without waiting for Baz to finish, Cedric rushed towards the mountaintop, holding her.

“Maia, it'll be okay. It will definitely be okay.”

The cold mountaintop wind feels biting. The bodyguards, upon seeing Cedric, stood respectfully on either side. Errol, holding a silver suitcase, stood at the edge of the cliff. His hair was tousled by the freezing