"No... It can't be..."
"Second Senior Sister, why on earth... did you end up like this?"
At the entrance of the Holy Lotus Hall, Luo Xiu knelt on the ground, his eyes brimming with tears. His shoulders twitched uncontrollably as he trembled and reached out, gripping tightly onto the shoulders of Ai Hongye's corpse.
After enduring untold hardships, he had come here just to find her.
To finally find her, only to be met with her lifeless body.
In that moment, Luo Xiu felt his heart shattering into pieces, the pain nearly suffocating him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't understand how his mysteriously powerful Second Senior Sister could have fallen here.
There were no signs of a battle, either. It seemed as though Ai Hongye had simply sat down, lit a bonfire, and then quietly left this world.
Time ticked away.
The sounds of grieving suddenly pulled Luo Xiu back to his senses.
Yaya was clinging to Ai Hongye's waist, sobbing uncontrollably.
