The past experiences were like running water, rushing forth into Mu Wushuang's mind.
However, these experiences did not even arouse any guilt within her and had instead caused her internal hatred to increase. She raised her hand and ruthlessly slapped away Mu Wuchen's hands that were tightly holding onto her arm and turned to face him.
"Mu Wuchen, even if you were buried under that spirit beast's claws that year, you had brought it upon yourself! I did not ask for you to save me, but you felt guilty and that's why you did it! Let me tell you, anyone who obstructs me from my future prospects will be my enemy! I will definitely not be lenient towards my enemies!"
Her words implied that if Mu Wuchen continued to obstruct her way, then she would not be courteous towards him!
Mu Xingchou had already recovered from his initial rage. The moment he slightly shut his eyes, his entire being seemed extremely aged. "Wuchen, let her leave!"
