In that instant, Nan Zhou only had time to feel an immense force hurtling toward him.
His body went over the low railing and fell toward the river.
With a splash, he hit the water.
His down jacket and sweater quickly became soaked with icy river water, heavy, wet, and cold, dragging him down like invisible hands.
Through the haze, he heard the splash of someone falling into the water.
As his vision blurred and his consciousness faded, Huo Xingye's figure appeared before Nan Zhou's eyes.
Was it a hallucination?
He wondered as he lost consciousness.
A few minutes earlier, the instant Nan Zhou fell into the water, Wen Yu's shout rang out from the other end of the riverbank.
"Lu Zhou! What are you doing?!"
Startled, Lu Zhou instinctively took two steps back.
Wen Yu ran toward him with long strides. At the same time, approaching footsteps sounded behind him.
The next second, Lu Zhou felt someone shove him hard to the ground from behind, followed by the familiar sound of someone falling into the river.
"Mr. Huo!" Wen Yu shouted toward the river as he reached them.
Huo Xingye gave him no response and swiftly dove underwater.
"...It's no use... no use..." Sitting on the ground, Lu Zhou muttered, "He'll be mine soon. He will..."
Standing by the river, watching and calling emergency services and the police, Wen Yu whipped his head toward him at those words.
The next second, he crouched down and punched Lu Zhou in the face. Under his astonished gaze, he said, stressing every word, "I've put up with you long enough, you morally bankrupt, brain-dead piece of shit!"
Then another punch knocked him flat.
Wen Yu stood up. The instant the call connected, he returned to his gentle manner. "Hello, I'd like