On the stormy night, Luo Zheng stood silently, his icy gaze piercing the endless night sky, motionless, allowing the rain to wash over his body and splash on his face, rendering him unable to open his eyes. Yet, his thoughts drifted far away, dominated by a strong sense of worry. Every thought was shadowed by Lan Xue. His heart ached faintly—could it be that something had happened to Lan Xue?
"Boom—Crack!" Thunder roared accompanied by lightning, illuminating the earth as though it trembled in battle. The rain intensified, and the fierce wind howled, bending the trees wildly from side to side.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Suddenly, the faint sound of gunfire erupted. Luo Zheng, startled, listened intently. In the storm, the gunfire grew more intense. Luo Zheng quickly called through his headset, "What's happening?"
