Sizzle!
Perhaps because of her emotional turmoil, the white-haired woman, Qin Huan, accidentally pricked her finger on a shard from the jade bowl, and blood immediately flowed like a stream.
Frowning, she pinched out a strand of spiritual energy to erase the wound, then raised her head and looked at Xu Feiyang with trembling eyes.
"Senior Brother, you have already drawn very well. Could you please stop drawing?"
Xu Feiyang shook his head. "No! I must draw what she truly looked like!"
As he spoke, he frowned and tore the painting from the paper in one swift motion, tossing it onto the ground.
His face was full of frustration.
"Damn it, I still didn't draw it well!"
Qin Huan swept her gaze over the mountain of discarded paintings on the ground and sighed.
"Senior Brother, you are far too obsessed. Why torment yourself like this?"
"Back then, you were the number one prodigy of our sect. Not only did you look down upon the entire sect, you even had the hope of making a name for yourself in the Red Firmament Heaven martial world, admired and worshipped by countless people."
"For someone so illusory, someone destined not to belong to the same world as you, why go this far?"
Only when Xu Feiyang heard Qin Huan mention the past did his expression calm somewhat. He shook his head.
"Junior Sister, you do not understand!"
"Ask what love is in this world, that it teaches people to pledge life and death to one another. What are a few paintings worth?"
Qin Huan clenched her jade-like fists. "Then for her, would you rather violate the promise we made when we joined the sect and betray Master's expectations of you?"
Hearing this, Xu Feiyang froze.
Naturally, he remembered the bold oath he had