Master, the hexagram you divined has come true, everything is exactly as you said.
The soul of Xuanyuan has fallen beneath Gongsun Yu's sword.
But Master, knowing the outcome, why did you send me to the border pass?
To let me witness this tragedy with my own eyes?
With my abilities, I couldn't change anything, not even prevent it a little.
"The soul of Xuanyuan should not fall."
Liao Chen's desolate voice echoed in his mind, and Ye Qing's eyes flashed as if he made a certain decision in his heart.
He clenched his fist, soared into the air, and leapt from the city tower.
"Ye Shangshi!"
General Ji's face changed dramatically, reaching out to grab him, but it was too late, he didn't even touch a corner of Ye Qing's garment.
The deep blue wide robe of the National Master Hall fluttered in the wind and rain like a blue lotus dyed with ink.
Ye Qing leapt off the city tower.
General Ji's face was solemn: "What is Ye Shangshi going to do?"
