Shi Feiyang sat alone in the tent, surrounded by silence, with only a faint light seeping in through the flap, like a gentle carving knife, meticulously outlining the interplay of light and shadow on his face, clearly reflecting his tightly furrowed brows and the somber look in his eyes.

His gaze was deep and complex, as if hiding endless thoughts, much like a deep, unfathomable pool.

Outside the tent, the valley's fierce wind roared like a pack of wild beasts, violently whipping the tent fabric with a deafening "crack," as if it might tear the small tent to shreds in an instant.

His fingers unconsciously tapped the tabletop, creating a rhythmic "tap tap," intertwined with the howling wind, creating an increasingly oppressive and stifling atmosphere in the cramped space, as if the air had solidified.

His gaze seemed magnetically drawn, fixated on the flickering flame fluttering in the breeze.

In an instant, Liu Tingting's cunning, fierce face, and the cold, questioning eyes of others misunderstanding him, cycled like a lantern carousel in his mind.

After a long time, Shi Feiyang sighed heavily, as if that sigh encompassed all the world's helplessness and sorrow, intending to thoroughly release the oppression in his heart. Then, he placed his hands steadily on his knees and slowly stood up, every movement suffused with exhaustion and determination, taking heavy and resolute steps out of the tent.

It was evening, and the setting sun's afterglow was like a layer of exquisite gauze, gently spreading over the slopes of Heng Mountain, coloring the land in a mesmerizing orange-red.

The undulating mountain ranges resembled a giant dragon in tranquil slumber, draped in resplendent golden robes, radiant under the caress of dusk.

The snow atop the mountains resembled dazzling jewels embedded on the edge of the sky, sparkling with delicate and brilliant light, captivating and enchanted.

As he gazed into the distance, the sky resembled a palette spilled by a mischievous child, with wisps of clouds dyed a fiery red by the setting sun, stretching freely, intertwining and entwining like lively dancers performing a breathtaking dance in the vast sky.

Yet, this dreamlike, enchanting scene seemed to Shi Feiyang like an illusory bubble, unable to stir any interest. His thoughts were wholly occupied by Liu Tingting's endless schemes and the profound misunderstandings from others.

Unknowingly, his steps moved slowly toward the direction Liu Tingting had departed.

In that instant, a flash of inspiration struck Shi Feiyang's mind, a plan to respond crossing like lightning.

He secretly calculated that the hidden strategic battle with Liu Tingting was just beginning.

He knew he bore the trust and expectations of the Heroic Sakura Association members, needing to rely on wisdom and courage to lead everyone out of the crisis-ridden situation.

Shi Feiyang stood like a towering and steadfast peak outside the tent.

He slightly raised his head, squinting, the warm glimmer of twilight casting like soft gauze on his face, adding a faint golden layer to his defined and rugged features, further enhancing their majesty.

The mountain wind, carrying a chill like a sharp blade, swept across his cheeks, playfully ruffling his hair, yet this wind was like a feeble breeze unable to calm the tumultuous waves within his heart.

Shi Feiyang took a deep breath, the fresh scent of pine and moist earthy aroma instantly permeating his lungs, slightly soothing his chaotic and complex emotions.

With his hands behind his back, he stood tall, his steps steady and strong, slowly pacing. The withered branches and fallen leaves underfoot creaked in protest, their sounds resembling forgotten songs hidden in the river of time, softly murmuring the vicissitudes of history.

Not far away, a majestic waterfall cascaded down the cliff, like a silver-white dragon breaking free, roaring with overwhelming power, declaring its presence and majesty to all living things between heaven and earth.

The splashing white water droplets, under the gentle refraction of sunlight, were like agile and dreamy spirits, dancing gracefully, transforming into ephemeral rainbows, adding a transcendent and enchanting color to the grand and magnificent landscape panorama.

Beneath the waterfall, a deep pool of emerald water rippled with shimmering waves, sparkling with entrancing light, like a carefully carved, jewel-like sapphire embedded in the earth.

After pondering for a moment, Shi Feiyang abruptly turned, his movement clean and crisp, without hesitation. He raised his arm, which was like a sturdy pillar, gesturing forcefully into the distance while shouting loudly, "Everyone, come over here!"

The voice was powerful and resonant, echoing in the valley for a long time.

Instantly, several birds resting on branches were startled, flapping their wings in a frantic clamor, rushing into the distance, seemingly frightened by the sudden, commanding sound.

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