The stunningly handsome man ignored the Great Elder, Su Yu, and Mo Wu. He only had eyes for the hideous Second Elder.
"Yurou!" he said as he hurried toward the Second Elder. His gentle face appeared agitated, yet warm.
The Second Elder's pale eyes were filled with deep hatred. After a moment, however, she relented. "In the end, you came," she sighed.
"Yurou!" the handsome man said. "For the past ten years, you have lived alone in a bitter land at the edge of the ocean? You… have suffered."
He appeared devastated, and his eyes were filled with childlike love. Suddenly, he noticed the Second Elder's injuries, and his gaze became stern and fierce. His noble temperament iced over.
"Who injured you?" he demanded.
Mo Wu was at a loss. Yurou's face suddenly lit up, and she said with hatred, "It was him!"
