On the streets of Suotuo City, Lan Si and Zhuqing walked side by side, hand in hand.
"A-Si, I never imagined you'd been through so much." After learning Ye Lingling wasn't Lan Si's girlfriend but his cousin, Zhu Zhuqing felt a weight lift from her heart. At the same time, she couldn't help feeling sorry for what he'd endured growing up. Compared with Lan Si, her own fate might have been full of hardships, but at least her parents were still alive, and she had a mother who loved her.
"It's all in the past. At least I'm lucky now—I got to meet you." Lan Si stopped, took Zhu Zhuqing's fair, slender hand in his, and slowly leaned his cheek toward hers.
"A-Si..." Zhu Zhuqing's red lips parted slightly. Her heart was in turmoil, and she instinctively closed her beautiful eyes and rose onto her toes, slowly leaning toward him.
Just as their lips were about to meet, Dai Mubai's furious roar rang out from a distance. "Bastard!"
A moment later, the air split with a sharp whistle.
Dai Mubai's right hand glowed white. In the blink of an eye, he had charged between them. He bent one long leg, leaped high into the air, and swung his palm down toward Lan Si's head.
Lan Si narrowed his eyes and stopped leaning in to kiss Zhuqing. He wrapped his left arm around her waist and raised his right palm, a ring of blue-white flames surging from it as he met Dai Mubai's tiger claw.
Boom!
Their palms collided. Blue-white flames and white light intertwined, unleashing a deafening sonic boom. Rings of watery ripples, blue and white mingled together, spread through the air. Wherever they passed, violent winds raged. Ning Rongrong and Oscar, the two Support-type Soul Masters standing farther away,