The space was shrouded in a gray fog, with only the stone bricks underfoot and the figure of Richard charging with his head down distinctly visible.
Thud.
Richard collided firmly against Lu Li's chest. Lu Li was forced to take several steps back by the impact and suddenly furrowed his brows.
His back foot stepped into emptiness.
There sounded the Spirit-Calling Gun that Richard had thrown earlier, which had yet to hit the ground. Lu Li grabbed hold of Richard in front of him to change direction and retreated further from the unknown edge.
Richard failed to notice the issue. He staggered a few steps following Lu Li, then lunged forward in an attempt to make the retreating Lu Li fall—
His plan succeeded halfway, as the rapid backing away made it difficult for Lu Li to maintain his balance, causing him to fall backward.
