The enormous, dazzling Heartless Flower burst apart in midair, transforming into specks of crystalline radiance that rained down like a sky full of falling stars before finally vanishing.
A middle-aged man in a black robe slowly stepped forward. He had come alone, allowing the rosy mist's love poison to enter his body, yet he remained completely unharmed, as though he were facing nothing more than ordinary clouds and fog.
Xiao Siqing's expression changed abruptly as she cried out, "Father, you..."
The newcomer was none other than Xiao Qingcheng's lord, Xiao Tianfang. He shook his head slightly. "My body is already covered in wounds of love, worse than the love poison itself. Even if this poison enters my body again, it is useless..."
As he spoke, his gaze swept toward the beautiful middle-aged woman, and he said softly, "I have endured even the most agonizing trials of love. What more can this love poison make me experience?"
Yet the beautiful middle-aged woman's expression did not change. Instead, she shook her head and said coldly, "I warned you before. If you enter Heartless Valley again, you will die!"
"How would a man on the brink of death fear death?" Xiao Tianfang shook his head with a bitter smile, his eyes filled with the complexity and desolation of years gone by.
"Don't be in such a hurry. Soon, it will be your turn!" the beautiful middle-aged woman said frostily.
Then her jade finger flicked lightly, tapping the void three times in an instant. Three bewitching love flowers suddenly manifested, their petals brilliant. With every turn, they faintly sliced through the void as they shot straight toward Xiao Siqing and Chen Fan.
Xiao Tianfang's face sank as he roared, "Ji Qingyue, can you even lay hands on your own daughter?"
"What of a daughter?