Yin KongChan had left, but Xu YingDie paid her no attention. Facing Ning Cheng, her eyes burned with passion, seemingly questioning Ning Cheng whether he had yet to answer her earlier question.
Ning Cheng was slightly taller than Xu YingDie. Ning Cheng didn't speak; he picked up Xu YingDie.
...
A woman in white, as if stepping on clouds, watched from a distance as Xu YingDie and Ning Cheng interacted. When she saw Ning Cheng affectionately pick up Xu YingDie, even slipping his hand inside Xu YingDie's clothing, she sighed softly. No one understood Xu YingDie better than she did, and no one knew Zhan Qing Dao Sect better than her.
"Ning Cheng, I really like you a lot, and thank you for liking me too. Now, I have to go..." Xu YingDie's voice was soft and melancholic.
Ning Cheng was slightly startled, and before he could speak, a barely perceptible sword had already pierced through his Dan Lake; the next moment his whole body seemed to be torn apart.
