Ning Fei came out of the corridor and was surrounded by people.
“It’s Abbey Dean Ning!”
“He’s Out! He’s Out!”
“Abbey Dean Ning is awesome!”
“You’re a great hero!”
People shouted when they saw Ning Fei.
Ning Fei looked a little embarrassed at this moment.
A few parts of his Taoist robe had been burned by the flames, and the side of his hair had some scorch marks. Thick smoke billowed, making his face and hands look a little black.
But the more he looked like this, the taller he looked.
Moreover, Ning Fei still had a gentle smile on his face.
It made people feel warm on his body.
Every disheveled part of his body was a witness to his bravery.
Countless reporters rushed over, and microphones and cameras were all aimed at him.
People were cheering for him.
The internet was also filled with cheers.
“Too awesome! An eternal God!”
“Really awesome!”
“A living God!”
Ning Fei used his feat to win everyone’s respect.
“Thank you, everyone. I only did what I could.”