But soon she restrained her emotions and calmly said, "I naturally understand Mr. Chen's abilities, but Spirit Pavilion is my own business and should be handled by me myself."

After saying that, she paused, a hint of ink color in her eyes, "Furthermore, I don't want to hide like a coward, because that will only make me hate myself more."

With that, she turned and walked toward the door without looking back.

Upon hearing her words, Xavier's heart was torn apart.

Yes!

He was indeed a coward, always hiding in the dark and not daring to face anyone. Ella's words undoubtedly slapped him hard in the face.

As he was thinking, a familiar fragrance wafted over, and before he could react, Ella was already in front of him.

Xavier's body stiffened, his heart pounding nervously, and he didn't dare to look up at Ella.

Although he had been by her side during this time, every time they met, he had to muster up some courage.

Worried about exposing my identity, afraid of being seen in this way, and even more afraid of being despised by her. Ella stood in front of him, just silently watching him, and in the end not a single word was spoken, as they brushed past each other. As the footsteps gradually faded from his ears, Xavier suddenly turned around, hoarsely calling out, "Ella..." Ella stopped his steps from afar, but did not look back. Xavier's whole body trembled, with a heart full of pain surging uncontrollably. He had just made up his mind to confess his identity to her in that moment, but after she stood still, his heart was in a state of panic. Eventually, five minutes passed, and he still hadn't spoken. With her back to him, Ella's mouth curved into a self-deprecating smile, then she disappeared quickly in front of him. Since he couldn't speak up, that's how it would be! He could play the ostrich, but she couldn't! The responsibility weighing on her kept telling herself that even if this face was ugly and ruined, she had to bear all the responsibilities of Spirit Pavilion!

Xavier watched her leave with wide eyes, a deep pain spreading in his heart. He raised his hand and slammed it heavily against the wall.

"Why... why are you doing this to yourself?"

Hawke sighed heavily. It was just a matter of saying a few words, why did he hold back for so long and still couldn't be open and honest?

"Compared to Ella, I really don't think you're a man, you're more like a coward!"

With those words thrown out, Hawke shook his head and left as well.

He never understood, while Ella didn't care anymore, what was Xavier still afraid of?

With his demeanor, he was not even as good as a woman.

"Don't go!"

As Hawke passed by him, Xavier, feeling utterly dejected, stopped him. "Give me another shot of the strong drug, I want to go back with her."

After a struggle in his heart, Xavier made a resolute decision.

The underground maze is full of crises, and Ella has just recovered from a serious injury. He cannot rest assured that she will risk her life.

"Just for this sentence, I will give you the injection."

Hawke was originally reluctant to give him a strong injection, after all, this is a hormonal injection, long-term injections to enhance physical strength may leave sequelae.

But now he has decided to become a man for Ella, he is willing to give him the injection again.

After this injection is administered, there will be a period of feeling weak and powerless, but after a short period of relief, physical strength will recover rapidly.

When Hawke was giving the injection, he suddenly remembered the residual liquid previously sent by Freya, he had detected the ingredients of the new type of venom, which could also rapidly restore human physical strength, making the physique stronger.

It is believed that the new type of venom also contains a large amount of hormyings.

After the injection, Xavier rested for ten minutes, and immediately took a special plane to rush to Spirit Pavilion.

Hawke couldn't rest assured about him, so he followed along.

Evening.

Sulin Pavilion.

Freya had the same dream again.

In the dream, she was still in a white jade palace, wearing court robes and walking through a banquet where Everything respectfully addressed her as a princess.

She danced hand in hand with Bradley at the ball, and then someone loudly shouted, 'The king is here.'

She turned around to see who this king was, but was suddenly awakened by the sound of the door opening.

As she opened her eyes, her whole brain was foggy.

It seemed like she had slept for a long time, giving her a sense of being in a different world.

"Freya... Look who's back!"

In a daze, Freya saw the figure of Bradley. She rubbed her eyes and clearly saw a familiar figure walking behind Bradley.

Is that... Ella? Realizing this, Freya hurriedly got out of bed and rushed towards her. "Ella, am I not dreaming?" Standing in front of Ella, Freya stared deeply at her. Although wearing a veil, Freya could still clearly see the scars on her face through the thin fabric, causing her eyes to moisten. "I'm back!" Ella opened her arms towards her, and the two embraced tightly. "You were so badly injured, why didn't you stay and rest for a few more days?" Freya's voice choked up, almost collapsing when she heard that Ella's life was hanging by a thread after being injured by the Shadow. Seeing her standing there unharmed now, Freya lost control of her emotions and cried.

Ella's eyes also turned red, hoarsely saying, "You fought for me, how can I abandon you? Don't forget we are sisters, bound to live and die together." After speaking, Ella carefully looked at Freya's face. That day in the back mountains, she was spirited, but now her complexion was as pale as paper. Bradley had just explained the situation to her - Freya was poinsoned by a star-shaped hidden weapon and the antidote had not been found yet. She just didn't expect Freya to become so weak. "Let me see the wounds on your face." Freya couldn't care for herself now, she just wanted to know the extent of Ella's facial injuries. But just as her hand was about to lift the veil, Ella raised her hand to stop her, "Don't look, it's ugly!" "In my heart, you are the most beautiful!" After saying that, she still insisted on taking off her veil.

Upon seeing the scabs on her fair skin, despite being mentally prepared, Freya still couldn't help but freeze for a moment. Tears welled up in her eyes as she placed her hand on the wound and choked out, "Does it still hurt?" Ella shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore." Initially, ying was ruthless in his attempt to destroy her appearance, showing no mercy. Therefore, the wound was deep, and even though she could now stand firm, the scars on her face remained exceptionally hideous. "It's okay, I will find a way to restore your face!" Freya fought back tears and sniffed, "You are still weak now, after so much back and forth, go back and rest first." "No, I want to see One and Juliet, those two b*tches." This return was not just about cleaning house, but more importantly, making these two women pay for their past actions. Ella was not a saint; an eye for an eye was her way. Juliet held the lives of a dozen people in her hands, she must take her blood and mourn the spirits of those dozen sisters in heaven. As for On...

The pain of disfigurement, she will surely come back a thousand times, ten thousand times!