C508 Soft Persimmon

The trio was acutely aware that their current approach was unsustainable.

Yun Qingqing, with her superior speed, held the upper hand. She wasn't toying with them, but her advantage was clear.

As time wore on, their defeat at her hands was inevitable.

A change in strategy was imperative.

Exchanging glances, they came to a silent agreement.

Soong Lanyu spoke up