Su Xiyue still did not utter a word, and simply walked out of the cave mansion.
Clearly, in her heart, she had already placed Qin Yu in an especially important position.
Even so, she was still unwilling to speak the truth.
Watching Su Xiyue's figure grow more and more distant, pain slowly surfaced on Leng Ruyu's face. She bent down slowly, as though pulled by an invisible gravity, until she slumped powerlessly to the ground. Her body trembled slightly, like a kitten curled in a shadowed corner, shivering in fear.
The corners of her mouth traced out an indescribable bitterness.
"Sigh…"
In the night wind, only a long and desolate sigh lingered.
She had already made her choice.
All of this began with her, and thus it ought to end with her as well.
...
"This jade is truly wondrous."
Qin Yu lay upon the bed, fingertips lightly caressing the Illusion Spirit Jade the Sect Leader had bestowed, eyes alight with amazement.
