At this moment, Su Xuan was drenched in cold sweat. They were still quite high above the ground, and if they fell directly, Su Xuan was certain he would be smashed to pieces.
Letting out a long breath, he felt a lingering fear in his heart; this time it was truly a bit dangerous.
"Hey... are you okay?"
Su Xuan nudged Cheng Jiahui, who had already fallen into a semi-conscious state. Both of them continued to descend rapidly. Su Xuan glanced down at the ground, and when they were still a few hundred meters above the ground, he quickly pulled the parachute cord. As soon as the cord was pulled, their descent speed finally slowed down.
Soon, Su Xuan used his balance to quickly land. After they touched down, Su Xuan still didn't know where they were, feeling frustrated. He had finally gone to the Imperial Capital, only to encounter such a depressing situation.
Placing Cheng Jiahui under a tree, Su Xuan muttered softly in his heart!
