3 Apocalypse (2/2)
Finally, Feng Hui remembered. In the school, he had a noble status. He was the famous, nation-renowned prodigy for achieving a perfect score in the hardest national exam to date. Amidst his thought, a soft, feminine voice called him.
”Brother Hui.” An elegant red-haired beauty grinned at him, and her eyelashes batted enticingly. Clearly, she had mastered the art of seduction. Feng Hui recalled the name of this female student; moreover, they were somewhat acquainted.
”Student Yan?” Lacking interest, Feng Hui calmly responded. His indifferent attitude stunned Yu Yan, for a while, she was left speechless. Weren't they becoming fairly close just the week before?
”How come I didn't see Brother Hui at the cinema?” Yu Yan hastily composed herself, and she made sure not to expose her discontent. Instead, her small frame stood pitifully like she was deeply wronged: her cute pouting face instigated a few male students to feel displeasure toward Feng Hui.
”I had other matters.” Feng Hui bluntly said, and his look had no remorse. How could Yu Yan, a little girl, who was still wet behind the ears possibly move his heart? Previously, when he was still naïve, he had been charmed by her seductive expressions.
But, in reality, this charming female student had ulterior motives. In the Long Kingdom, Feng Hui was used to numerous beauties throwing themselves at him. He valued character far more than beauty. The scarlet-robed beauty, Zhi Ruo, was the sole female who had touched his frozen heart.
Unfortunately, their childhood love was destined to never bloom. In that world, Feng Hui could never feel love. Today, he had recovered his emotions, but the two of them were separated by an entire world. If confronted with an option, he would always opt for family. She… deserved better.
Therefore, Feng Hui never responded to her love. From childhood, Zhi Ruo never gave up, and she continued chasing his shadow. Likely, in this life, he would never love another. The persistent scarlet-robed beauty would occupy his heart forever.
May 6th, 2057. 9:05 am, Earth had transformed. In a flash, humans fell from the top of the food chain.
Abruptly, a thundering crash resonated. Around the students, numerous white-colored portals formed. With it, the loud detonations slowly ceased to nothingness: almost as if the noise had never been there. Without warning, the portals split. In the center, a few shadows arose from within.
Shrill cries resounded. The students were in disarray, and their bodies shook with fear. Everything was too sudden; previously, they had been happily chatting about useless things with one another. How could the teenagers possibly be ready for the upcoming onslaught?
Feng Hui instantly detected the looming threat, and his gaze turned frosty. Heading for the classroom door, he promptly shot toward his little sister's form class. Yu Yan watched him dazedly and swiftly followed this genius student by instinct. The two left behind the stunned classroom students without looking back. A couple of other students also noticed the abnormality and sharply tailed.
When the students exited the classroom, all of them stared at the heavens in shock. Gone was the foggy sky, in its place, there was a cascade of night clouds. In the vast firmament, there were numerous portals of various colors scattered about. Some were big, while some were small; regardless of the size, they all felt innate terror.
”Sis… Mother.” Feng Hui's teeth tightly clenched, and his mouth began bleeding. Did he return for everything to be taken away from him again? No, he would not allow it! Racing at record speed, while burning his soul strength, he instantly left behind the tailing students and appeared in front of his dazed little sister.
”Bro?” Feng Mei hurriedly embraced her elder brother, and she gently wiped the sweat off his forehead. He had instantaneously appeared out of seemingly thin air, but the exhausted youth did not rest.
”Sis, we're leaving.” Feng Hui stared at the white portal, and his chest tightened. He needed to find his mother; currently, she should be at her office. Praying, he reassured himself that she would be fine. At present, he sensed that there should be at least a minute until whatever monster was inside would be released.
Feng Hui was familiar with these portals; furthermore, he feared for their future. In the Dragon Continent, he could be attacked from any direction; thus, he had tempered himself to detect danger from a mile away. The Secret Legion's hidden master faced numerous foes.