"What the f*ck!"
"That man should be dead for sure, but he's... he's completely unharmed!"
"It's a miracle," another muttered, crossing himself in a gesture of reverence. "A true miracle."
"Good have you ever seen anyone escaping without any scratches after such a big accident?"
"Nope!"
"Are you okay?" someone asked, their voice tinged with awe.
Yu Sicong nodded slowly, still trying to process the miraculous turn of events.
"I... I think so," he managed to reply, his voice barely above a whisper.
But even as he spoke, he couldn't shake the feeling of unreality that washed over him like a tidal wave.
How was it possible that he had emerged from such a catastrophic accident unscathed?
It defied all logic, all reason – and yet, here he was, standing amidst the wreckage without a scratch on him.