Tang San charged forward, but Gu Rong's spatial barrier sent him flying back.
"Xiao Wu!
No!"
"Then it's settled."
Xiao Wu took a deep breath and looked at Han Yu.
"I'll sacrifice myself.
But you have to swear—swear that you'll spare Third Brother."
Han Yu raised three fingers.
"I, Han Yu, swear to the heavens that as long as Xiao Wu willingly sacrifices herself, I will not make things difficult for Tang San or his companions.
Should I break this oath, may heaven and earth destroy me."
Gu Rong frowned, but said nothing.
Han Yu merely smiled.
I won't make things difficult for Tang San, but that doesn't mean others can't.
Xiao Wu closed her eyes as a gentle pink radiance began to glow around her.
It was the precursor to a sacrifice.
"No—!"
Tang San frantically pounded the spatial barrier. His palms were mangled by the recoil, yet he seemed unable to feel the pain.
"Xiao Wu!
Don't!
Stop!
We'll definitely think of another way!"
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and he panted heavily.
He could never watch helplessly as his beloved sacrificed herself to someone else right in front of him!
Xiao Wu opened her eyes. Through the transparent barrier, she looked at Tang San as tears silently rolled down her cheeks.
"Third Brother, don't blame yourself.
It's me... I'm too useless."
The pink light grew ever brighter, illuminating the entire hall as if it were day.
Han Yu rose to his feet, walked before Xiao Wu, and crouched down to look at her.
"Don't worry. I'll let you die with dignity."
Xiao Wu did not look at him. She only stared fixedly at Tang San, as though she wanted to etch his face into her soul.
"Third Brother... goodbye..."
The pink radiance suddenly erupted, swallowing Xiao Wu