"I was saving her."

Lin Fan gave him a cold glance.

"Three wires have already broken. What if they break again if you lower them down rashly?"

"If anything happens to her, can you take responsibility?"

Feng Minghui's face turned ashen; he was extremely dissatisfied with Lin Fan.

"This is better than letting her hang there!"

"Take a look for yourself, isn't this already deformed?"

"With the mechanical lock in place, the stress is concentrated here, and every second the suspension lasts increases the risk of breakage."

Lin Fan said condescendingly.

"I've already sent someone to get a ladder; it'll be here soon."

"Don't do anything reckless, or I'll never forgive you."

Feng Minghui was momentarily speechless, but quickly regained his composure.

"By the time you bring your ladder, Le Qian will probably have already fallen down."

Lin Fan ignored him and called out from afar, "Le Qian, don't be afraid, I will slowly lower you down."

Liang Shaoqing and the others are waiting for you downstairs; it's very safe.

"You... let it go, I believe you."

Li Leqian was pale, had difficulty breathing, and her face was flushed red.

However, out of trust in Lin Fan, she forced herself to calm down.

"Hey, you lunatic, get down here."

"Don't do anything rash, wait for someone to bring the ladder."

"You'll ruin Goddess Le Qian's life."

The fans in the audience joined in the jeering and criticized Lin Fan.

Everyone is telling you to come down; don't cause trouble here.

Feng Minghui roared loudly, like a wild beast about to lose control.

Lin Fan stopped talking nonsense and suddenly tore off his shirt and wrapped it around his hand.

Grip the steel cable with all your might and begin to slowly lower it down.

The steel cable had started to get hot due to the stress, but Lin Fan gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

They lowered people down one at a time.

"Shaoqing, you're ready."

Lin Fan let out a low growl.

"Ready."

Liang Shaoqing and Sun Wencai and a few others formed a circle.

Feng Minghui wanted to stop him, but he was afraid of heights and didn't dare to go up.

Li Leqian's body slowly descended.

She closed her eyes nervously, gripping the seatbelt tightly with both hands.

It was only four or five meters high, but to her and Lin Fan it felt like a bottomless cliff.

Lin Fan's arm muscles were sore and his wound was throbbing.

However, he gritted his teeth and did his best to control the speed of lowering her down, ensuring that Li Leqian would not get hurt.

"Le Qian, hang in there a little longer!"

Lin Fan glanced down and said reassuringly.

Three meters!

"One meter!"

"alright."

Liang Shaoqing stared intently at the distance, not blinking, as if receiving feedback from a master.

"Catch her."

Lin Fan shouted.

"Le Qian, are you alright?"

"Are you hurt anywhere?"

"Quickly, unbuckle her seatbelt first, then check her health."

Liang Shaoqing and the others caught her steadily and began to check her condition.

In terms of medical skills, these people are all highly professional.

"I...I'm fine, thank you everyone."

Li Leqian was still in shock and breathing heavily.

The marks on his neck were clearly visible.

"Clang."

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the scaffolding above the stage collapsed under the weight.

The shelf beneath Lin Fan's feet suddenly sank downwards and then fell down.

"Danger!"

"Be careful."

"..."

The audience screamed, and some covered their eyes, too afraid to watch the result.

"Lin Fan! Watch out!"

Li Leqian was so frightened that her face turned pale and she cried out repeatedly.

At this critical moment, Lin Fan adjusted his posture in mid-air.

He faced the stage without fear, his sharp eyes fixed on the empty space without scaffolding.

"Bang!"

Upon landing, bend your elbows and curl your body up.

He then propelled himself forward, tumbling three or four times on the stage, successfully dissipating the impact.

He ended up kneeling on the ground unharmed.

"Wow!"

A gasp rippled through the crowd, followed by a few seconds of deathly silence.

All eyes were on Lin Fan on the stage.

That move was incredibly graceful, just like a great swordsman from ancient times!

Lin Fan stretched his limbs and slowly stood up.

"Brother Lin, how are you?"

Liang Shaoqing rushed over.

"I'm fine."

Lin Fan grinned.

"Whoosh!"

The audience erupted in thunderous applause, far exceeding the applause when Li Leqian appeared earlier.

"So cool! He's our Chinese superhero."

"We misunderstood him."

"..."

Fans began apologizing.

The fact that the goddess was willing to risk her life to save them earned Lin Fan the utmost respect from her fans.

"That guy!"

Feng Minghui stood there, stunned, his eyes wide open.

He never expected that Lin Fan would steal the spotlight in such an exaggerated way.

"The ladder is here."

Two or three staff members rushed over, dragging a lift in their hands.

When they saw what was happening on stage, they all stopped.

"What's the point of coming now? Everyone's already down here."

"By the time the ladder arrives to rescue them, it will be too late."

"Luckily, I didn't listen to that person, otherwise Goddess Le Qian would have fallen and hurt herself!"

"..."

Fans started complaining again.

In an instant, Feng Minghui became a clown.

"Zhaohui, look what you've done!"

Feng Minghui gritted his teeth, feeling the pain in his injured hand even more intensely.

"I...I didn't expect it to turn out like this either."

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