Hearing this, Zhou Ran furrowed his brows and looked around vigilantly, but he didn't spot anyone. Still, he decided it was best to leave the area quickly.
He walked over, intending to grab Ye Feng.
However, at that very moment, a sense of danger surged toward him. Startled, he hastily retracted his hand, but he was still a bit too slow.
A streak of golden light pierced the back of his hand, pinning it to the ground.
"Boss!" Ye Feng cried out, thrilled.
Lying there, he could see a winged figure in the sky. The man's face was cold and severe as he looked down upon the ground—down upon Zhou Ran.
"Who… who are you?!" Zhou Ran stammered, terrified. He couldn't believe his eyes. How could there be people in this world who could fly? It was utterly incredible.
Yang Qi didn't speak but slowly descended. In front of Zhou Ran, he helped Ye Feng up and fed him a small elixir. Then, supporting Ye Feng, he went over to Black Widow's side.
He checked for her breath, but there was none.
