In the height of summer, Mingdu's weather seemed to reflect the hearts of its people. One moment, the skies were clear and bright; the next, dark clouds came roaring in from the west.
Within the imperial city, raindrops fell onto the jade-paved plaza and merged with the ground without making the slightest sound.
The entire space seemed to have fallen into absolute silence.
In the deathly still room, pink-blue hair drifted gently, carrying an out-of-place fragrance.
Wang Dong'er stared blankly at the towering figure protecting her from behind, ripples stirring in her heart.
What kind of killing intent and hardship lay hidden behind those three Blood Red Soul Rings?
In other words, what had Ye Chen gone through over the past year to grow to such a degree?
Even the slightest remnant of that terrifying aura made her tremble in fear, but more than that, she felt heartache.
Wang Dong'er realized that she was finding Ye Chen harder and harder to understand. Over the past two years, no matter what happened, he had borne everything alone.
Thinking back on it now, while she had spent sleepless nights at the academy missing Ye Chen, he might have been facing extreme danger somewhere else.
Thus, the girl quietly made a decision. No matter what happened in the future, she could not allow anything to stop her from standing by Ye Chen's side and facing everything alongside him.
Of course, if she wanted to do that, Wang Dong'er would have to cultivate even harder than before.
Ye Chen naturally understood her thoughts. When they headed to Sky Wind City in three months to search for Dragon Valley, he planned to bring Wang Dong'er, Huo Yuhao, and the others with him.
At the end of the day, everyone's strength had fallen far too far