"Alright, Bai Ze, Yan Jin, you must wait for me here! Xiao Yue, let's go!"
Glancing back at the two men, Mu Ruyue's figure flashed and darted towards her location...
An angry roar erupted from Bei Jun's throat as he attempted to pursue, but at that moment, a white figure swept by, blocking his path.
"Bei Jun, I won't give you the chance to stop her!"
The man's footsteps came to a forced halt, his dark-gold eyes fixed intently on the face before him. "Bai Ze, I pity you. You've given so much for her, yet her heart only holds that man..."
"You're wrong," Bai Ze chuckled, "Her heart has room for many, but only one spot for Zi Huang. However, just like many others, I am also in her heart. I believe that if our roles were reversed today, she would do the same. In contrast, to her, you're just an enemy; there's no place for you in her heart, so the truly pitiful one is you!"
Boom!
A powerful black storm surged forth. In the face of the fierce wind, the man's gaze grew colder.
