"Are you still going to stop me?! Don't tell me... you're really going to stand by and watch Yi Yi get..."
Beside her, Xu Buwan's patience finally reached its limit, her voice trembling with extreme fury, anxiety, and a trace of chilling disappointment.
She glared at Xu Kun. The trust born of blood and family was crumbling—if he truly was her elder brother, how could he be so coldhearted?
At that moment, even her speculation about his identity as the Huang Lord began to waver.
Yet before she could finish her grief-stricken accusation, a sudden change occurred!
Xu Kun, who had stood before her like an immovable boulder, faded from before her eyes without warning or sound, then vanished!
It was as though he had never been there at all, or as though he had merged into the surrounding light and shadows, leaving behind not the slightest ripple of energy or spatial fluctuation.
"Where did he go?!" Xu Buwan looked around in shock, her heart clenching hard.
"He's over there."
Yue Chan'er, who had quietly watched the whole time, spoke softly. Her tone was calm, as if she had expected this all along.
She slightly raised her chin toward the Mount Tai Ghost Race's island.
Xu Buwan followed her gaze, and her pupils instantly contracted!
There was no need for an instant. It was as if his appearance had merely followed a natural shift of the eye, or as if time and space had been forcibly folded by some will—Xu Kun had already appeared like a ghost a thousand miles away, directly in front of the heavily surrounded Xu Caiyi!
He stood there with his hands behind his back, facing away from Xu Caiyi and completely shielding her petite body behind him.
His black robe did not so much as