"I'm fine."
Gu Qinyue's face regained some color, and her tone was no longer so weak.
She got up from the ground and looked in the direction Master Gu left, her eyes flickering with hatred.
All the memories returned to her mind—she remembered her origins and the face of the master who had painstakingly raised her!
Qin Hao, however, was surprised: My sister was so seriously injured just now, and she's almost healed...
The bloodline of the Shield of the Witch Race is truly formidable!
"Sister, you don't need to worry about revenge. If Master Gu dares to hurt you, I will surely take his life at the first opportunity!"
Qin Hao comforted her softly.
"Mm."
Gu Qinyue responded softly, not looking too well.
Qin Hao knew she was recalling her past, and her emotions were complicated, so he didn't say more. He took Gu Qinyue's small hand and led her to the altar.
