The familiar figure, the familiar face, and that familiar gaze. Who could it be other than An Yurou? That was the reason he had come all this way without any grievances. The person he swore to save. An Yurou!
An Yurou's expression was peaceful despite being despised by the crowd. The gaze in her white eyes was serene. It was the serenity of someone who had decided to die!
The sky was blue, a slight breeze blowing, but Su Yu's entire body felt cold on this sunny day. Was that really his benefactor, An Yurou? Self-blame and guilt welled up within him.
A month ago, she had been a high and mighty elder. A month later, she was a prisoner and a slave!
The Yunxiang Cabinet master creased her brows. "Lu Jun, what is the meaning of this?"
Lu Jun replied, "It is to add to the festivities. Don't pay this any heed, Yunxiang Cabinet master. Start!" Lu Jun leaned back, his posture relaxed.
