No matter how long the path was, it was going to end…
"No!" a shout boomed from behind.
It was Tie Cheng.
He could no longer endure the suppressing energy and was unable to bear seeing the masses glare at her like that. He could no longer take in the sight of her stained clothes and dirty shoes, and her slowly departing, frail figure. He felt as though the world had overturned, and could feel the stones, mud and rotten vegetables smashing onto his heart, breaking it into pieces.
He howled, "No! She won't! No! No!"
He repeatedly shouted, rushing up to resist the angry crowd. "She's not that kind of person! She's not, she's not, she's not!"
"You've been blinded by her beauty!" someone mocked aloud. "You're blind. Didn't you see the official stamp?"
Someone let out a cold laugh. "You wanted to marry her? You two have been in cahoots since the start, isn't it? Evil man. Die together with her then!"
