Feng Yuxiu opened his eyes in disbelief, like a lucky man who, having nearly drowned, is rescued at the very last moment. He stared at the fist hovering less than an inch above his head, a sudden, overwhelming sense of survival—of being reborn after a brush with death—surging through him.
"Hoo... hoo..."
His heavy breathing grew more ragged, but this time, it was not the sound of despair; it was the joyful gasp of a new life.
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