Su Chenyang didn't think much, only focused on sprinting with all his strength, his steps steady as he ascended the slide.
Suddenly, a shadow engulfed him from the left. Zuo Fenglin's eyes were bloodshot, and he lunged onto him, grabbing him by the neck.
"Zuo Fenglin! You…"
Su Chenyang was instantly choked to the point he couldn't breathe. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from Zuo Fenglin's grip.
Zuo Fenglin's eyes were filled with blood, his mouth constantly growling like a rabid dog.
Zuo Fenglin had completely lost control of himself, his throat emitting a hoarse roar, "Su Chenyang, you can't win! Die! Just die!"
"Ah—"
Su Chenyang was thrown off the slide by Zuo Fenglin.
His body landed heavily on the grass, uncontrollably coughing up a mouthful of blood and collapsing to one side.
"Chenyang!"
Wu Jinyan watched with a pounding heart, ready to rush toward Su Chenyang immediately.
"Is the madam declaring defeat?"
