Star City, by Starlight Lake.
The bright waning moon reflected upon the lake, its ripples shimmering.
In one corner of the lakeside park, Lin Ran's clothes were shredded and his body was covered in blood.
Before him stood a barbarian warrior over two meters tall, his muscles bulging. Behind him stood Yin Ling, her expression tense.
After confirming that the barbarian warrior was dead, Feng Qi turned to Lin Ran and said indifferently,
"Lin Ran, you know what to do next."
Without waiting for Lin Ran's reply, he turned away coldly and headed straight into the darkness.
Seeing this, Black Dragon immediately followed Feng Qi away.
Watching Feng Qi's departing figure, Lin Ran felt a sourness in his heart.
"You get to look cool, while I get hurt... What a great brother."
Having lost too much blood, Lin Ran felt wave after wave of dizziness. Even his vision had begun to blur.
He collapsed awkwardly onto the ground, staring at the waning moon hanging in the sky as he gasped for breath.
Complaints aside, he knew exactly what he had to do next.
He also knew that compared to Brother Qi, his own sacrifices were insignificant.
As his thoughts churned, intense drowsiness swept over him. Unable to resist it, he fainted.
Who knew how long passed before Lin Ran awoke from his sleep.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a pure white room. The moment he tried to move, agonizing pain flooded through his body.
"You're awake?" a familiar voice sounded beside him.
Lin Ran turned his head and found Yin Ling sitting by the bed.
Looking down at himself, he found that he was wrapped in bandages from head to toe, carrying the scent of medicinal herbs.
"I... didn't die?"
"The doctor said you were lucky. You already