Bai Wan's wrist, which was holding the pen, trembled violently. She tapped some ink and continued to write, "I'm not saying this out of anger. It's been 20 years. I've long forgotten about you. Xuanyuan Yu, go back to Wu'an. The matters here have nothing to do with you!"
Bai Wan did not want to be entangled with him anymore. The only thing she could do with her life was to clear the names of her father and brothers and avenge Yun Ran and the two little fellows. What right did she have to talk about love?
Therefore, her words were cold and heartless; she did not want to give Xuanyuan Yu any hope.
"But I haven't forgotten about you. Wanwan, give me a chance to take care of you, okay? I'm Emperor Wu'an now! I can give you everything you want. If you want to avenge the Bai family, I can also bring people to flatten the East Continent! As long as you nod your head, I can do anything for you! I can become enemies with the world for you!"
