The words of Feng Yi inevitably made Cangmu Ling, liberal in her ways of speech and action, want to argue. But as she opened her mouth to retort, all the words transformed into a bitter taste on her tongue. She cast a deep look in Feng Yi's direction, turned around and left Freedom Square in a vigorous stride...
The five fallen women rose from the ground, their shattered masks no longer able to hide their attractive faces. They all seemed to be youthful students in their twenties, with the oldest amongst them yet to reach the age of thirty.
These aloof warriors, usually so prestigious, were now at a loss for action. Perhaps they had never considered, before entering the battle, that they could lose so quickly or the considerable consequences of their actions.
