Xia Ruoxue held Ye Chen tightly in her embrace. Tears streamed down her face as she cried.
"I am sorry," she said, her heart full of regret.
She wished it was her who had to pay the price, not Ji Siqing.
After a few seconds, Ye Chen lowered his head and gently wiped away Xia Ruoxue's tears with his hand. He smiled softly and said, "Silly girl, what is there to be sorry about?"
"The world is so large, but Xia Lingqiu will not be able to escape far."
"I will find Xia Lingqiu, and I will rescue Siqing."
"I will make Xia Lingqiu understand the price she must pay for crossing me!"
"I will crush her heart and send her to hell!"
Xia Ruoxue's gaze sharpened, and her feelings of self-reproach transformed into a strong sense of determination.
She silently vowed that she would reach the peak of the cultivation realm so that she no longer had to experience being so helpless and powerless.
