Instantly, Zhang Junwei, Taoist Qiu, and Tang Peiqing's spirits soared, their faces flushed with excitement.
In stark contrast, Wei Yushuang's face was ashen white.
"Long live the Sect Master, we'll make arrangements right away."
Zhang Junwei and the others left the tent to arrange and deploy the troops. At this point, only Su Jie and Wei Yushuang remained.
Wei Yushuang felt weak all over, a deep sense of despair engulfing her heart.
She had known this day would come, but now that it had truly arrived, her heart felt suffocated, filled with a pain that was tearing her apart.
With the strength of Ghost Ridge Palace, Da Li City was like a sandcastle, unable to withstand the invasion of their Tiger and Wolf Army.
"Go back and see your father one last time, or you won't get the chance."
Su Jie waved his hand. He wasn't so cruel as to deny a final meeting between father and daughter, even though it was by his hand that her father had reached this point.
"You're letting me go."
