Watching Qing's figure disappear at the entrance of the Forbidden Land, the Great Elder walked slowly towards the imprisoned sisters.
However——
When he truly approached, those cyan eyes, identical to Qing Ru's, surprisingly flickered with a chilling ferocity.
That gaze, like a wounded young wolf, fixedly stared at the hunter's throat.
Cang Xuan's pupils slightly contracted.
So young, yet already possessing such a powerful desire for revenge... If this girl grows up...
He discreetly scanned the surroundings, his gaze pausing briefly among the crowd.
A figure of the Ghost Race immediately understood and quietly vanished into the rain curtain.
At this moment, the Great Elder's face bore a seemingly amiable smile.
"Your father has already taken all the blame; from this moment on, you're free."
"However... you must leave the Ghost Race immediately, never to return!"
Fei Yue lifted her head from Qing Shuang's embrace, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
They don't have to die?
