The crisis was looming, and even Lu Bu'er felt a huge threat. He picked up the document on the table without hesitation, turned around, and said, "There's no other way, we can only hope Medanzo makes it back in time. If he doesn't, we'll have no choice but to..."
Chen Jing smiled wryly and turned his head, "To die for love, huh."
Mu Cheng, still being held captive, watched the interaction between this man and woman. Despite the immense pressure, they still managed to smile; he couldn't help but think they were clearly out of their minds.
The sky had been clear just today, yet without warning, thick clouds appeared and a torrential downpour began, crashing onto the earth like a roaring tide.
When Lu Bu'er reached the porch, he smelled the strong scent of earth; he saw that the raindrops falling from the sky were like a dense barrage of bullets, shattering the leaves on the ground as the soil splattered everywhere.
