She had been missing for so long, yet Jiang Fan never searched for her.
Instead, he traveled miles to find Ling Shu!
Jiang Fan's heart was filled only with Ling Shu.
She was not important at all, perhaps he didn't even notice her disappearance.
At this thought.
Various feelings of sadness, grievance, worthlessness, and resentment boiled in her heart like a pot of porridge.
The accumulated mist could no longer be restrained, turning into tears that slipped down her face.
"Jiang Fan! Why did I have to meet you!" Yue Mingzhu's tears blurred her vision.
She took one last look at Jiang Fan's stone gate, heartbroken, and said with tears of determination:
"I never want to see you again!"
"I hate you!"
With that, she turned and ran, disappearing into the vast horizon.
Heavenly State.
An extravagant Heavenly Palace floating mid-air, accompanied by sun, moon, and stars.
Venerable Lianjing held a small golden bead the size of a tear, frowning gently.
