"Little benefactor, you've really given this poor monk quite the search!"
The emotionless voice came from outside the cave, causing Little Lin and the others to change expressions.
Huang Baitao's face was pale, large beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he chuckled bitterly: "You three should dig a tunnel from here and escape. Leave this old monk to me!"
"No, I can't leave you here alone..." Huang Yuwei said, her eyes turning red with stubbornness.
Huang Baitao fondly ruffled her head, then suddenly karate-chopped the back of her neck, knocking her unconscious. He then turned to Little Lin and Huang Tianfang: "Please take good care of Yuwei!"
"Uncle, you..."
Huang Tianfang caught Huang Yuwei, his face filled with deep worry.
