Chapter 221

That sudden bolt of lightning instantly plunged Zhang Yue, Lin Wan'er, and the old man into extreme danger. Like a baring, clawing silver dragon imbued with destructive force, the lightning came whistling straight toward them. Zhang Yue's heart tightened, and he shouted, "Everyone, be careful!" Tall and upright like a proud pine tree, his posture was athletic and powerful. His resolute face looked as though it had been chiseled from stone, with sharp and distinct features. Beneath his thick, sword-like brows, his deep eyes radiated determination and boldness, as if a blazing fighting spirit burned within them. His clothes were battered and torn from the previous battle, and several wounds were still seeping blood, but this could not conceal his heroic aura; instead, it made him appear all the more bold and unrestrained. Lin Wan'er turned pale, her delicate body trembling slightly. "What are we going to do?" Petite like a little flower trembling in a violent storm, she looked utterly endearing. Her exquisite, painting-like face had lost all color, making her appear deeply pitiful. Her large, watery eyes were filled with panic, like a frightened fawn.