"I wonder who'll be the one to walk out of that door in the end."
Watching the library's vortex door, which had seen countless people come and go, Yin Kuang spoke with a trace of unease and tension in his voice.
Tension? Yes, tension!
Yin Kuang hoped Rosalind would walk out of that door.
Perhaps everyone had to die eventually; Yin Kuang did not care whether one's death was weightier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. He simply refused to let Red Leaf take his life like this, before he had truly faced off against that madman, Long Aotian!
Even if Long Aotian really killed him then, Yin Kuang would at least know he had fought and struggled. Even in death, he would have no regrets or shame. But if Red Leaf truly claimed the final victory, then his death would be utterly meaningless, pale and empty as snow. How could he possibly accept that?
Lu Xialeng stared fixedly at the door and said, "I hope that woman Rosalind wins. No matter how great or noble Red Leaf is, no matter how much she wants to save the world, that's her business. I'm selfish like this. I'm willing to be this lowly. I just want a home! So I want her dead. I curse her to die!"
Hopefully your "Calamity Qi" can work at a time like this. To be honest, I want her dead too!
Yin Kuang murmured inwardly.
"But if, in the end..."
Lu Xialeng gritted her teeth. "If Red Leaf really survives in the end, I won't let her have her way either!"
Yin Kuang looked at Lu Xialeng and saw cold resolve flashing in her eyes.
Perhaps if Red Leaf destroyed her home, she would destroy Red Leaf's hope.
Just then, Yin Kuang sensed