Hearing the words of Black Dragon, Xian Tian clenched his fist, feeling a heavy weight up his consciousness.
Meanwhile,
Bai Lingyun, who hurried away had her mind whirling with a tumult of emotions.
Xian Tian's words had struck a deep chord within her, stirring up feelings she had carefully suppressed for so long.
Dhup! Dup!
Dhup! Dup!
She slowed her steps, pressing a trembling hand to her chest as she felt her heart thundering in her ribcage.
How could this be happening? How could this reknown disciple yet the man she barely knew, evoke such a powerful reaction from her?
Bai Lingyun knew she should feel nothing but disdain for his presumption, his audacity to think he could sway her from the path she had chosen. And yet, her traitorous heart yearned for the very things he promised - a chance to finally cast aside the heavy mantle of duty and honor, to embrace the desires of her own heart.
