"I, Tong Wutian, do not agree!"
Liu Shisan, no!
He should now be called, Tong Wutian.
Tong Wutian's refusal echoed like ten thousand thunders, crashing into Huang Junjian's heart.
Huang Junjian stared blankly at the tall, white-haired old man.
A moment later, Huang Junjian lowered her head, holding the head of the Heavenly Human Emperor tighter. She shook her head and said, "But I've always loved him, even if you are also important to me in my heart..."
Tong Wutian's eyes showed a trace of pain upon hearing this.
Sometimes, words hurt more than weapons.
In his youth, a young boy first met that girl. The girl was a Spirit Array Master genius, always with a silly smile on her face.
The boy really liked the girl.
But, the boy bore a deep-seated vendetta, afraid to express it, only daring to get a little closer.
The girl seemed able to sense the boy's suffering, willing to warm this troubled boy with her smile.
The boy liked the girl even more.
