The ice-cold lake water splashed onto his face, just like countless, sharp blades.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Changsheng finally woke up. He attempted to open his eyes, but his eyes were only hit painfully by the incoming lake water, so he could only close them once again. He did not know of the current situation, and only knew that he was in the water of the lake, travelling at unimaginable speeds. From the feeling in his hand, he confirmed that the Yellow Paper Umbrella had saved his life.
