"Mo Yue..."

"Run!"

Upon meeting Mo Yue's resolute gaze, as if she was ready to face death, Feng Muqing felt as if her feet weighed a thousand pounds. The usually indifferent woman felt her nose being sour and a pain in her heart, as if it was being sliced by a knife.

In the end, she gave Mo Yue one last deep look, her eyes reddening, and turned to ride the wind away.

Mo Yue, I won't let your efforts be in vain. In the future, I will ...