Chu Zhiyuan scrutinized her.
The Great Sword in the void above her head flickered in and out of sight, as if immersed in a deep pool.
Li Hongzhao's phoenix-like eyes sparkled, staring intently at him.
Chu Zhiyuan chuckled, "You actually know it, so I don't need to say more."
Li Hongzhao's beautiful face showed a hint of helplessness.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Feel like you can't hold on? This doesn't seem like you, Your Highness."
Li Hongzhao was a person of considerable pride, with a resilient spirit, able to stand firm despite heavy setbacks.
This undying will came from the Phoenix Bloodline, beyond the reach of ordinary people.
But even such a tenacious person showed a look of exhaustion and helplessness, indicating that the pressure was immense.
It seemed the pressure she was under was greater than imagined.
He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Everyone isn't opposing you, right?"
"Pretty much." Li Hongzhao gently nodded, "Besieged on all sides, the world is my enemy."
