Yang Ye closed his eyes. He didn’t blame Nan Shuang for leaving, nor did he have the right to blame her. She didn’t owe him anything. Conversely, she’d even helped him on numerous occasions.

As he sensed the scarce spirit energy in the surroundings, Yang Ye couldn’t help but curse the gods. After all, with such scarce spirit energy, he would probably have to lie here for quite a few months to possibly regain the ability to move.

This really is a damnable place! Yang Ye ...