Chapter 379: This Isn't Parachuting. This Is Suicide.

Daniel Lyson stretched lazily, drew in a deep breath, and let a satisfied smile spread across his face. He swept his gaze over the dumbfounded crowd and laughed. "Well? Pretty fresh mountain air, huh? Sunlight's nice and bright too, right?" "Standing up here, do you feel that vibe the poets talked about? Like you can see all the mountains at a glance and everything else looks small?" Everyone's eyelids twitched. They glanced around, hearts hammering like drums. With what they knew about Daniel...