Luo Qingxian looked at the faint smile barely squeezed out from the corner of Ye Xiaofan's mouth, and was instantly struck as if by lightning.
Although there was no emotional fluctuation on the other's face, through those familiar eyes, Luo Qingxian saw nothing but disappointment—a deep disappointment toward the Divine Sword Sect, an absolute disappointment.
Sensing the subtle change in the depths of Ye Xiaofan's gaze, Luo Qingxian wanted to salvage something, however, Ye Xiaofan was the first to speak.
"Senior Sister, thank you for everything you have done for this junior brother. This camaraderie will be forever remembered in my heart."
Ye Xiaofan quietly looked at Luo Qingxian; the smile on his lips seemed so helpless and disappointed, yet within the disappointment, there was a hint of warmth and gratitude.
Disappointed by the Divine Sword Sect's attitude, grateful for the efforts of that silhouette—he saw it all.
