The air was thick with tension amid the storm that battered Gongzhou. Fierce winds whipped through the trees, causing some to bow and others to topple.
Amidst the tumult, a figure glided swiftly through the tempestuous air. It was none other than Li Yan, bearing the unconscious Qin Chen.
Their destination: Tianzhou, the home of the Ning family.
Qin Chen had become a fugitive, and the safest refuge lay within the residence of Ning's family, where Ning Yuan resided.
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After more than an hour had passed, the storm finally subsided, and Li Yan arrived at the residence of the Ning family. She stood before the imposing gates, a beacon of urgency in her eyes.
A guard, a middle-aged man with a robust physique and a stern countenance, leaped forth from within the gate.
"May I assist you?" he inquired, his tone calm yet resolute.
