Yun Ni said.
"I trust you, my ass," Shen Ye said.
Yun Ni laughed.
An invisible fluctuation emanated from Shen Ye and Song Qingyun.
The battle was about to commence!
Without hurry, Song Qingyun drew a sword, smiled sweetly, and her gaze carried a ripple it never had before:
"Brother Shen Ye, had I known you were so outstanding, I would have helped you at all costs, making you the most exceptional new star.",
"I shouldn't have been so impulsive to decide on your death without meeting you personally."
"What are you trying to say?" Shen Ye asked.
Caressing her chest, Song Qingyun spoke softly, "In this world, you are the only person who has ever saved me."
"Brother Shen Ye, in my heart... there is actually a place for you."
"I thought you were quite mediocre; it's really too bad."
Her voice spread out in the silence and darkness, carrying a faint sense of unwillingness and regret.
Shen Ye sighed.
"Alright," he said gently, "the boy in your memory has already died."
