"Some things cannot be resolved by running away; even if the road ahead is arduous... I'd rather choose painful awareness than living in ignorance."
...
A fierce wind blew as Cen Dongsheng carried Jiang Yunmei through the clouds to the skies above the Ghost House Space.
There were no stars or moon in the sky, as if it were the dark side of the universe.
He paused briefly, adjusted his posture, and stared intently at the Coffin Mountain Giant below.
"The final battle is about to begin. I'll need to use both hands in a moment, so maybe..."
"Carry me on your back."
This time, it was Jiang Yunmei who took the initiative.
In order not to affect Cen Dongsheng's ability to throw punches, while also ensuring they could observe Jiang Qi's movements inside the mountain at the first opportunity, the two had to stick together temporarily.
Her arms wrapped around the man's neck, her chest rested on his shoulder, and her legs clasped around his waist to secure herself.
