Shen Jingqi struggled hard, attempting to shake off the shackles of the excruciating pain. A fierce will to survive surged within him, a longing for life, and a persistence for victory. He clenched his hands tightly, his nails digging deeply into his palms, with blood oozing through his fingers.
"Jingqi! You have to hold on!" Li Baiyu's voice echoed once again in Shen Jingqi's ear, laden with an unhideable urgency and fear.
Renault also gritted his teeth, tears glittering in his eyes, his hands clenching into fists, his knuckles turning white from the effort. The two of them stood to the side, watching Shen Jingqi struggle in agony, feeling utterly helpless.
