The force of that hand was immense, so much so that Xu Shan's entire weight couldn't make it budge in the slightest.
In fact, Xu Shan even felt a slight pain from the grip.
Yet, this hand gave her a strange sense of security.
Xu Shan instinctively turned her head, and immediately saw a familiar face.
Familiar, but with a hint of unfamiliarity.
"Yo? Isn't this Yang Jian? How did you end up looking like a homeless man?" Upon seeing the man appear suddenly, Zeng Xiaozhang was initially startled, then quickly mocked.
An illusion... Upon realizing the hand holding her was Yang Jian's, a strong sense of disappointment surged in Xu Shan's eyes.
Just a moment ago, she thought her savior had arrived...
Turns out, it was all just her illusion.
Looking at Yang Jian now, it seemed he was doing even worse than before.
