"S-Second Sister!"
Suhe Chen was pale. The 'A Drop of Fragrance' poison in his system had yet to be expelled.
He hadn't had a moment to treat his wounds.
Now, seeing Suhe Lan, his face was a mixture of shock and fear, tinged with shame and the embarrassment of being exposed.
"You... How are you here?"
"Where am I supposed to be?"
After saying this, Suhe Lan sighed and took a step back.
"It doesn't matter anymore."
"Second Sister!"
Suhe Chen cried out instinctively, but received no response.
Fang Shuwen, however, glanced back the way they had come. An inscrutable light, tinged with mockery, shone in his eyes.
"Pavilion Master Suhe, you're a smart man. Why must you insist on doing such foolish things?"
At these words, the false smile on Suhe Zhen's face slowly faded.
He shook his head.
"Some things... simply must be done."
"So, the reason you're willing to risk all of Tingtiao Pavilion... is just for the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror?"
