Yan Huan pushed Yi Ling upward while Yi Ling grasped Lei Qingyi's hand tightly. She wanted to say something, but there was a figurative frog in her throat. She did not manage to utter a single word, not even an 'Ah'.
Lei Qingyi quickly held out his other hand to Yan Huan. He had to act faster, they were running out of time.
But it was too late. As she reached out her hand, Yan Huan was swept away by the flood.
"Quick, save..."
Before Lei Qingyi could finish what he was saying, he saw a man dashing over immediately to chase after Yan Huan. He immediately leapt into the flood.
"Lu Yi! Are you out of your mind!?"
Lei Qingyi was in a daze for a long time before he came back to his senses.
"Lu Yi, you bastard, I'm gonna kill you!"
At the moment, the flood was rushing underneath them, and the person who Lei Qingyi was holding onto was still in midair.