Ye Xuan seemed to sense something, squinting into the distance, he said softly:
"If one day, you and I are on opposite sides, don't hesitate, just give it your all."
The Northern Martial God looked complicated, whispering: "I hope all this remains a 'what if'."
"Have you actually remembered a lot of things?" Ye Xuan said slowly.
The Northern Martial God remained silent.
After a moment, Ye Xuan glanced sideways.
He saw the Northern Martial God already in tears, biting her red lips, speechless.
Ye Xuan withdrew his gaze, turned, and left.
It seems, no need to leave tomorrow.
I can leave now.
"Hmm?"
Ye Xuan stopped, looking at the Northern Martial God holding his right hand, said indifferently: "What do you mean?"
The Northern Martial God grasped Ye Xuan, with a stubborn look in her eyes, said: "Is there nothing you want to say to me?"
Ye Xuan's expression was calm, speaking slowly, "I lied to you, you are actually my enemy."
