Mists and clouds twirled around, and at this moment, the sun too seemed to hide away, leaving no trace.
High winds swept mercilessly over the precipice, causing several girls to tremble in terror, their legs beginning to go weak.
"Are you all right?"
Jiang Chen, at the back, asked with concern.
"I'm fine."
At this time, Li Shuru set aside her personal grievances to follow Hu Heng's instructions, gripping the handrail with all her might to maintain balance, quietly waiting for the wind to cease.
"Whoosh..."
As the wind howled, the sea of clouds surged like tidal waves, a truly rare and magnificent sight to behold.
But at this very moment, no one dared to take photos, not even the men.
Because they did not dare to let go of the handrails.
Along with the sea of clouds, the footpath under them swayed too, though not extensively, it was still enough to make their hearts pound with trepidation.
At this moment, human beings could deeply realize their insignificance.
