As the Flood Dragon Race fled in a hurry, the turbulent clouds of disaster quickly dispersed, and the once thunderous sky returned to peace.
The warm sunlight pierced through the clouds without reservation, casting a golden glow on the airplane's windows, bathing the entire cabin in brilliance.
The relief of surviving the disaster flowed gently through everyone's heart like a spring breeze.
Their tense nerves finally relaxed; everyone breathed a sigh of relief, believing wholeheartedly that this thrilling crisis was completely over.
At this moment, all eyes turned to Lin Lang, their gazes carrying entirely different meanings—
Kevin lowered his head slightly, sneaking glances at Lin Lang.
His previous arrogance had vanished without a trace, replaced by irresistible awe and lingering fear!
His Adam's apple bobbed, several times about to speak but stopping short, seemingly still unable to recover from the shock just now...
