Bei Jun's cold gaze was as piercing as the icy wind, proudly watching the figure draped in a blood-like red robe, as he slowly stepped closer to the two.
At this moment, the sky changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light.
His aura was like a sword drawn from its sheath, seemingly cutting through the dull sky…
From afar, Xiao Jing did not expect Bei Jun to be so furious, a sense of fear surged in her heart. If she hadn't used Feng Jingtian and had removed that woman herself, perhaps, she would have been the one bearing his wrath this time…
Xiao Jing's lips were pale as she bit down hard, yet her heart seemed to be torn apart by pain.
In this world, the most painful thing is when the man you love falls for a woman who does not love him back, and loves her deeply!
