Under the light, Yvonne's clear gaze was one of mere casual nonchalance, as if she didn't care about risking her life. Only someone who'd faced death many times would have a look like that, not a young woman in her 20s. It was as if she wouldn't miss anything, even if she died the next second.

Stephen didn't know how to react. He only knew that even if he could turn back time, he would still choose to go up the mountain. As for the reason, he couldn't explain it. Perhaps it was a man's natural desire to protect his woman?

Stephen kept thinking about it. He raised his hand and pressed it on Yvonne's head. "If you're really worried about me, don't do such weird things."

Right then, the elevator stopped on the fifth floor, bringing an end to their conversation. When they entered the room, Stephen suddenly remembered to ask, "Why did you go up the mountain alone?"

Yvonne finally remembered the herbs she had in her pocket. She slapped her forehead. "I was looking for herbs to cure Grand