"Chen Fan!!"
Right when everyone's eyes were fixed on Chen Fan, about to enter the cabin, Tian Cao's voice suddenly echoed on the quiet deck.
The familiar voice reverberated in his ear, and Chen Fan paused his steps, turning around.
Underneath the setting sun, a clear trail of blood was etched across Chen Fan's resolute face. His left arm and chest were thoroughly stained red with blood too, exuding an aura of violence and devastation.
Seeing Chen Fan halt, Tian Cao, Xiao Feng, and Yang Yuan, who had luckily escaped a calamity earlier, quickly rushed to him.
"Chen Fan, you need to be careful."
Feeling Chen Fan's devastating aura, Tian Cao felt her heart pierced with enduring pain, so much so that it was almost unbearable...
At this moment, Tian Cao's usually calm face was filled with worry, so deep it seemed to have seeped into her bones. Even... due to her worry, her eyes started to well up, as if she could burst into tears any moment.
