...
Following Spencer taking the lead and crossing the finish line first, achieving victory, everything around eerily quieted down.
In the stands, negative emotions surged like dark tides, signaling dissatisfaction.
"We won, Spencer, we won..."
Only Jiang Yun's faint, incredulous voice faintly arose.
But like a bubble, it quickly dissipated, unnoticed.
Watching Spencer, covered in injuries, lying on the ground but still holding the relay baton aloft, Yan Huan's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.
He was about to step forward towards her, but at that moment, Yelena, her face full of anxiety, rushed towards Spencer with a group of people dressed in white lab coats, surrounding her.
"Aria, are you okay!"
"Quick, help her onto the stretcher and take her away."
...
Seeing this, Yan Huan's steps momentarily paused.
Then, he just stayed where he was.
