In that brief instant, the eyes of the two men seemed to traverse space and time, completing a silent yet profound exchange; their determination and trust intertwined in this fleeting gaze. They quickly assessed the precarious situation in their minds, every fleeting thought flashing like lightning. They knew full well that every decision made now, even the most trivial action, was inextricably linked to life and death.
The footsteps of enemy reinforcements outside were drawing closer, the noisy din sounding like the tolling bell of a death countdown. Qi Haotian and Old Xia’s attention flickered between them and the door, a trace of imperceptible anxiety revealing itself in their eyes. This brief chaos was like a glimmer of light in the darkness, their only chance for survival.
"Chenguang, get ready. This may be our only chance." Liang Song lowered his voice. It was low and hoarse, carrying an unquestionable firmness, as if squeezed through gritted teeth; only He Chenguang could hear him.
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