No one saw it.

He reached out unconsciously.

His hand was held by the girl. Unlike the man's broad and rough hands, her hands were warm and soft yet firm and strong.

Chen Yan pulled him up.

The young man in black was extremely tall, the same height as the intact Feng Xingyao.

Exactly 1.9 meters tall.

Just when Chen Yan wanted to let go of her hand, he held it tightly.

A familiar hoarse voice entered her consciousness, with a slightly unnatural tone of inquiry, "So, I am special?"

Chen Yan was slightly stunned, then raised her eyes to meet his deep gaze.

She saw the expectation in his eyes.

She smiled and replied in a voice transmission: "Well, of course you are special."

Hearing this, the young man in black relaxed his brows and held her hand tighter. His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

The moment Shen Yan looked at him, his whole body seemed to be numb.

"Do you want to continue fighting?" The young man in black finally spoke. His voice was a little hoarse, but it had a unique and pleasant sound.

Bai Yao, who heard Mo Feng's words from a distance, was stunned, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Mo Feng spoke...

Since the day he was born, Mo Feng has never spoken and can only communicate through mental power.

Now, he actually spoke for Chen Yan.

Bai Yao watched the scene from afar, and his heart felt like a mixture of various emotions.

He had originally intended to walk straight towards them, but just as he took a step, some thoughts suddenly flashed through his mind, causing him to hesitate.

He stood there quietly, staring in that direction, the conflict in his heart becoming more and more intense.

But after a brief mental struggle, he slowly stepped back, leaving them some space.

…As long as Ah Yan can get what she wants.