Lan Ling looked at Han Jing and felt a pang in his nose. He couldn't imagine what kind of immense willpower it must have taken for Han Jing to break through the barrier their leader set in place at that moment of extremity.
Yet, despite their desperate haste to return, they were still a step too late.
Han Jing knelt on the ground, silent for a long time.
Lan Ling's tears were about to fall. She went over to hug her and let her lean in her embrace. "If you want to cry, then cry, okay? Please don't be like this. Mirror, do you know, our leader cared for you the most. He was always very indifferent, he never truly cared about anyone. But he couldn't bear to let you suffer even the slightest injury... So please don't be like this. If he knew, he'd be so heartbroken..."
Han Jing stared blankly at the sea, her eyes bloodshot. Eventually, she shook her head.
