Yu Ying took off his coat and placed it on the clean ground. Then, he carried Phoenix Fourteen forward gently.

Staring at her pale face, Yu Ying felt a gut-wrenching heartache and bent down to kiss her on the forehead, muttering, "I'm sorry."

His tear dropped to Phoenix Fourteen's hair and then disappeared.

"Start." Yu Ying turned to look at Phoenix Thirteen and nodded.

Holding the saber in her hand, Phoenix Thirteen stared at ...