A scorching sun hung high in the sky, its blazing light piercing the vast earth like countless sharp golden needles. The intense heat seemed to scorch and distort the air, rippling like the surface of a lake and blurring the distant scenery. Everything beneath the sweltering heat appeared listless, with plants drooping their heads as if enduring this unbearable high temperature with great difficulty.
The scene shifted abruptly. As everyone watched the handsome young person being swept away, before they could crash heavily to the ground like a bird with broken wings, a figure in gray instantly flashed before them like a ghost and caught them in mid-air. The moment the person in gray caught the youth, their face instantly turned as pale as paper. A trickle of blood then spilled from the corner of their mouth, and their hair came undone—a flustered and anxious appearance that fully revealed their deep concern. Seeing the youth's condition, the gray-robed person's expression changed drastically, and lowering them down with a trembling voice, asked with urgent concern: "Young lady, how are you?"
At this moment, the surrounding crowd let out a gasp of surprise, as no one had expected Chen Yingjian's attack to be so swift and fierce. Seeing the disheveled hair of the youth, someone finally recognized them and cried out in shock:
Chapter 20