Mu Yunshu frowned and said, "Fine, even if your father really let you go to the secular world, do you think you'll still see that man?
A year ago, Elder Leng, Elder Cang, and Elder Li all took action at the same time, do you think that man could still be alive?
If you go there, besides adding to your sorrow, what else could you gain?"
"No, it won't be like that, Little Luo won't die, he can't die!"
Dongfang Ruoshui shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably.
She thought of the battle at Peng City.
Back then, she could only watch helplessly as Yang Luo was beaten to the ground, covered in blood, unable to move, while she could do nothing.
If possible, she would rather bear those pains herself instead of Yang Luo.
But she still believed that Yang Luo hadn't died, he must be waiting for her to come back and find him.
Moreover, if Little Luo was alive, he must be trying to find a way to see her too.
