"Jian Qing!"
Shen Yan caught up and saw Jian Qing jump off the cliff, his eyes splitting with rage.
"No!"
The sound of utter despair echoed at the bottom of the cliff. Watching Jian Qing disappear from his sight, Shen Yan's face turned deathly pale.
His legs gave out and he staggered, nearly falling to the ground.
He was still too late!
"Second Young Master, slow down," A'er said, following closely behind him.
Shen Hua stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the roaring waves below, the spray sweeping over everything. Jian Qing's figure was nowhere to be found.
Damn it.
Veins popped on his temple as an icy anger radiated from him.
"Find her! Dig three feet into the ground if you must, but find her," he ordered.
"Yes."
The men in black quickly dispersed.
"Shen Hua, are you satisfied now?" a dark voice came from behind him.
"You drove Awei to jump into the sea years ago, and now you've driven her daughter to the same fate. Are you satisfied with this outcome?"
