The rumbling sound of the helicopter landing woke Shen Li up; her head ached terribly, and her body was sore and in pain.
Her heavy eyelids slowly lifted, revealing the interior of the helicopter cabin.
Memories rushed in like the tide. Shen Yu had come, he had fought with Dongfang, and then she was knocked out by Dongfang…
So whose helicopter was it, carrying her now?
Ignoring the pain in her body, Shen Li struggled to sit up, and the blanket covering her slid to the floor.
Then she saw Shen Yu piloting the helicopter in front of her.
"We're about to land, just bear with it a bit longer," Shen Yu said, his voice calm and indifferent. His handling of the helicopter was quite skilled, the only sign of strain a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
He hadn't slept all night looking for Shen Li and, after sustaining serious injuries, had immediately flown the helicopter here; his stamina was nearly spent.
