The burning Golden Yang Fish swished its tail, churning the entire carriage and smashing the doors, windows, crossbeams, tables, and chairs to pieces. Every material in its path melted beneath the unbearable heat.
Only now did Yu Sui feel the scorching air. Her breathing grew heavy, and the entire space seemed to close in around her. Flying sparks ignited her Black Wind Robe.
Gu Gan lay sprawled on the floor, drenched in sweat. His sweat-dampened lashes trembled faintly as his dark eyes stared fixedly at the figure in the flames.
He watched the other person slowly withdraw the hand that had been gripping his throat. As the Black Wind Robe vanished in the flames, it revealed a slender figure. The mountain-bird-and-cloud patterns embroidered on her golden skirt looked elegant and noble. The White Gold Tiger Mask melted in the fire, and ink-black hair slid down the girl's pale cheeks. In those jet-black eyes was an expression both familiar and strange to Gu Gan.
Gu Gan felt his throat, scorched by the flames, grow raw and painful, yet he struggled to make a sound. "Suisui?"
Impossible.
How could it be her?!
Gu Gan's eyes trembled as he stared at the girl in the flames, unable to believe it.
Why was it you?
In an instant, he recalled everything that had happened: Yu Sui appearing aboard the Cloud Car Flying Dragon, then killing several Luosha Practitioners from the Nangong Second Division with swift, decisive moves, and finally restraining his Divine Mechanism · Heavenly Eye just now, her killing intent spilling out as she nearly twisted his neck off.
It was all utterly inconceivable.
Looking back now, the Yang Fish's reaction had given him a signal from the very beginning.
That mutually drawn killing intent, that madness that would stop at nothing to