He must have sensed something, he came to kill him.
Xuan Ye grew more and more certain.
In the end, he decided to die together with Hua Wuqing!
If, Xuan Ye had seen Hua Wuqing one day earlier, without Su Yan by his side.
Then he wouldn't have to die, he could easily kill the one he yearned to kill.
Yet.
It had to be today.
Standing across from him was no longer a silly little beauty.
But a Hua Wuqing who had regained his memory, frightening the people of Jianghu.
With a soft thud.
Xuan Ye's raised arm froze in place.
A hand pierced through his chest, his heart stopped beating instantly.
Drip, drip, drip, fresh blood dripped to the ground, following Hua Wuqing's hand.
He looked at his own hand.
Then looked at Su Yan who was holding him.
For the first time, he regretted killing.
Because he knew, he couldn't deceive her anymore.
In the future, he couldn't pretend to have amnesia and let her hold him.
Screams echoed all around.
