Qiu Wen, Shen Yaqing, and Du Xueqi stood at the edge of the cliff. The chaotic wind whipped their hair in wild disorder, mirroring their chaotic emotions in the moment—it was nothing short of frenzied.
Ye Fan had knocked Mengyao out with a force neither too strong nor too soft, ensuring she wouldn't awaken soon.
It seemed Ye Fan had anticipated Mengyao would lose her senses, prompting him to prepare protective measures in advance.
"Master has paid such a price, placing himself in danger just to protect Mengyao and us," Qiu Wen said slowly, with heavy emotions in her tone. "So, no matter the situation, we absolutely cannot allow anything to happen to Mengyao."
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. We must make those who acted pay dearly," Shen Yaqing said with a voice full of murderous intent.
"Our benefactor will be fine, I firmly believe. He will turn danger into safety; he's seen countless storms, and this crisis is no problem," Du Xueqi confidently stated.
