At this moment, the rumbling thunders far away grew apparently intense, as if something had stabbed into the fauna of the dragon-like lightning.
The three of them looked at faraway, only to discover that the thousands of bolts of lightning on the dark horizon at the edge of the thunderstorm were all twisted weirdly and gathered in the same direction, as if they were attracted by a certain mysterious force. Billions of sparks that looked like a galaxy of stars were raised.
Li Lingfeng changed his facial expression. With dense sweat leaking out of his forehead, he said hastily, "Fine, I promise you that I will find a way to make your mother admit the truth. I hope that you are calm and rational enough to not get yourself killed before that!"
"Let's go. Li Linghai is about to come!"
Li Yao knew it was time to leave. He dragged Li Jialing and took him to hide in the thunderstorm.