In this dense forest, not only is the temperature high and the air humid, but there are also many unknown little insects. Even while he is running, his whole body is bitten with more than a dozen red welts.
However, Lu Jihan has no time to care about that. At this moment, all he can do is run, run, keep running forward.
Tangles of vines and chaotic, sprawling plants, along with those towering trees, gradually cause Lu Jihan to lose his direction.
Sweat soaks his clothes.
Rainwater and sweat mix together, sticking thickly to Lu Jihan's body.
His eyes are blurred by water droplets. He instinctively wipes them with the back of his hand, unable to distinguish whether it's his sweat or the rain.
Suddenly, a sharp pain strikes when the skin on the back of his hand brushes against his eyes.
"Hiss..." Lu Jihan lets out a low groan of pain.
Raising his hands, he realizes they are covered with scars.
