Li Chen stood atop Mount Fuji, watching as Zhao Yuqing's figure gradually moved further away. Until she turned into a tiny black dot, completely disappearing into the vast sea of clouds.
Unknowingly, the sun had already set in the west. The rosy afterglow sprinkled down, elongating his figure very long. Against the vast snowy mountain, he appeared incredibly lonely and desolate.
For some reason, Li Chen always felt a sense of poignant loss.
Truthfully, he had never truly acknowledged Zhao Yuqing's feelings for him. Only when she suddenly left today did he sharply realize that this foolish girl had loved him so deeply.
Ah, the hardest thing to dispel is the grace of a beautiful woman!
Just as Li Chen was lost in these melancholic thoughts, suddenly a rumbling sound of engines came from above.
He looked up and saw three Bumblebee Fighters, forming a "品" character attack formation.
"Target spotted!"
"Target locked!"
"Open fire!"
