"...Yes."
Ke Zhibin gave Hen Nianzhen a complex look and slowly nodded.
The Underworld Envoy shackled Hen Nianzhen's wrists with the Soul-locking Chain and spoke in a somber voice, "There's not much time left, we must go now!"
Hen Nianzhen said, "I will obey the superior's orders."
The Underworld Envoy bowed slightly to Qin Ruan, tugged on the Soul-locking Chain around Hen Nianzhen, and pulled her into the darkness.
At that moment, Ke Zhibin didn't know what he was thinking, but he boldly chased after them and shouted, "Hen Nianzhen, do you have any last wishes?!"
"In the black Mandala network lies the biggest stain of my life; erase it forever. If you succeed, I will bless your Ke Family to thrive eternally from below!"
Hen Nianzhen's words, clear and calm, echoed from the darkness, fading to a whisper at the end.
This was the final farewell between Ke Zhibin and Hen Nianzhen in this lifetime.
There were no dark clouds or heart-wrenching agony, just the reason of grownups.
