"Wuji, where are you going?"
Tianming Wuji's sudden reaction caught Nether Son off guard. Why had this guy suddenly become so melancholy?
He stepped forward and grabbed Tianming Wuji's arm.
"I'm in the same camp as him. Since he did something like this, I naturally have no face left to stay here."
Tianming Wuji shook his head. "At the end of the day, we are enemies. Even if my beliefs differ from those of my clan, that cannot change the fact that we are enemies. We are bound to meet on the battlefield eventually."
Dao Wushuang's scheme against Xia Qiuer had shown him the cruelty that lay ahead. It also made him wonder whether he, too, would have to do such things someday. He did not want to, but it seemed he had no choice.
He was the young lord of the Black Dragon Clan, the Dragon Ancestor Heir. Though he held ideals and wished to change the Black Dragon Clan, before he gained the power to change his own fate, he still could not break away from his clan.
His clan's enemies were his enemies. Until he had the power to decide his own fate, that would never change.
Perhaps only in private could he be himself.
Dao Wushuang's actions had suddenly awakened him. Rather than wait until he did things that hurt them in the future, it was better to cut the knot with a swift blade now. Perhaps if their relationship was not so close, the guilt in his heart would lessen when he had to strike.
"We understand what you mean. This is a process of mutual understanding. When we face each other as enemies, none of us has the right to blame the other. You don't need to feel guilty."
Jiang Ruoyao said, "I am