In such a lament, Zhang Minghe followed the team onto a roadside highway by the shore, an ancient creation from before the Great Destruction. Despite much damage, this segment of road was well-preserved. Looking at the riverside, a thought arose in Zhang Minghe's mind.
Jump down, let Chaos notice him, gravity, speed, and the sturdy chain would strangle Zhang Minghe.
If he couldn't escape, then he might as well die.
Finally, with realization, Zhang Minghe glanced back—since one side was a cliff and the other a precipice, Chaos behind him evidently wasn't focusing on him.
Farewell, world.
Resolute in his decision to commit suicide, Zhang Minghe suddenly paused.
Because a voice echoed in his mind.
·Mr. Minghe, can you hear me?
