After five and days five nights of continuous traveling, he was dog tired, and perhaps now he could finally rest.
Suddenly, all of her pent-up frustrations vanished. How could merely one sentence be able to explain if something was right or wrong? The crimson blood that flowed on the Jiu You platform was still etched deeply in their minds, and she had accompanied him through all the dangers that lurked within the palace. Such hatred, such enmity. "Live on! Kill all of them!" His pledge still echoed in her ears. The countless mocking laughter, the countless plots against them, and the countless humiliation had all been planted within their hearts like seeds long ago. To him, the desire to destroy the gates to the Sheng Jin palace and to collapse the city walls of Zhen Huang was stronger than anyone's. Yet, for just her words, he turned back. How could she not know his emotions?
