A flash of lightning streaked across the heavens, turning the night of drizzling rain into day, and at this moment, Mister Wen's expression changed dramatically.
Fang Xing saw his lip movements, and the shock in his heart was like a tide crashing into the sea.
But at that moment, he sensed something off, his face showing no change at all...
Only in his heart did his thoughts race, as he looked up at the sky...
Why did Mister Wen wait until a flash of lightning crossed the heavens before daring to open his mouth to ask for help?
