Everyone was taken aback at first upon hearing this, but soon their eyes were all filled with a glow of admiration and agreement.
After a brief silence, a deafening cheer erupted.
All eyes turned towards Shi Feiyang, whose posture was as upright as a pine tree. Bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, he seemed to be enveloped in a layer of golden light, like a deity descending from the heavens. In the hearts of everyone there, he had already become their only faith; as long as he was there, no obstacle in the world was insurmountable, and no enemy unbeatable.
Guo Xiangyu looked at Shi Feiyang, her beautiful eyes instantly gleaming with a dazzling brilliance, more radiant than the brightest stars in the night sky.
In her gaze was nothing but admiration and tenderness, like a deep and fathomless lake, profound yet extremely gentle.
She bit her lower lip lightly, her cheeks flushed, resembling the peach blossoms in full bloom during spring, charmingly beautiful.
