Hong Mingyue's venomous gaze sent a chill down one's spine.
"Thanks to you, I'm the only one left of the Hong Family."
In Hong Mingyue's mind, shadows of people flickered by—her grandfather who was proud of her, her doting parents, her twin siblings—all dead.
And all because of Ye Lingyue standing before her.
If it weren't for Ye Lingyue, her life as Hong Mingyue would have been smooth sailing, and she would still be that proud daughter of the Qing Province Continent.
But everything changed with the appearance of this woman in front of her.
"Hong Mingyue, you keep saying that the people of the Hong Residence were killed by me. I won't deny it; they deserved to die. But Hong Yulang died because of you. You disregarded sibling bonds, watched him being killed by his companions, and lost all humanity long ago."
Though she detested Hong Yulang, seeing him burned to death by Li Fire Spiders, Ye Lingyue couldn't help but feel it undignified for him.
