The second palm of the Ghost Deity swiftly descended, and with one grasp, it seized Su Yu. Its five enormous fingers tightened, threatening to crush Su Yu into dust.
"Su Yu—" Qi Ming gasped in shock, unable to help himself from stepping forward, ready to intervene and rescue.
Almost at that exact moment, Su Yu let out a heart-wrenching howl to the sky. The faces of the Black Warriors, each wearing a look of scorn, surfaced in his mind. They had all been unwaveringly loyal to Ada, warriors of Ada from the previous era. They had waited ten thousand years for Ada, and their loyalty moved Su Yu. But now, they all looked down on him, believing he was not worthy of Ada.
Am I not worthy of Ada? Am I not fit to be Ada's Master of Companion? Do I not qualify... to be with Ada?
