"Break!"
Ping Yang pointed towards the sky.
Buzz~
Power gathered into one area and was about to erupt as waves of aura swept across the surroundings. At this crucial moment, a sweet and pleasing voice rang in his ears.
"Ping Yang?"
Ping Yang trembled as if he was struck by lightning. He just stood there motionless, "This voice..."
Ping Yang quickly turned around. A figure in blue quietly stood there quietly watching him. The figure emitted a familiar aura that instantly made him shed tears.
"Sister Yating... Is that you?"
"It's me." Zhang Yating looked at him calmly just like the times during their time the base, cool and elegant, "All these years, how have you been?"
"Not well."
