Temple, Design

Jiang Xiaohui looked ashen.

He stared in the direction where the portal had been, dazed for several seconds before bursting into loud sobs.

As he cried, he muttered that we had destroyed his hope of living.

Bingbing showed him no mercy. "You were never alive to begin with, so what hope of living did you have? Even if it happened a hundred times, a thousand times, you would still end up dying in the womb. Yet you insisted on changing that past. You even wanted to kill Jiang Xiaobai just so you could live. The fact that he didn't kill you was already the utmost mercy."

He looked at me, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

But he showed no sign of making a move.

I could tell that he seemed very afraid of Little Nian Bai. The reason he had not done anything was also because of Little Nian Bai.

"We're leaving. Take care of yourself," I said flatly.

But he shouted, "You can't leave yet."

I narrowed my eyes. "What? Still unwilling to give up?"

He shook his head. "You can't leave yet. There's still someone in my domain who hasn't gone out. You saw it too—right now, I may not be able to deal with her. And that person should have come here with you. Since you brought her here, you should naturally take her away with you."

His words reminded me. I looked at Bingbing. "He must mean Xu Qiuyan."

Bingbing said, "If I were you, I'd leave right now. So what if it's Xu Qiuyan? If she was capable of coming here, she's naturally capable of leaving. Besides, if you're no longer here, do you think she'll stay?"

Though that was true, I still felt that something was off.

Xu Qiuyan had lured me here, then