Qi Daolin

Feng Wu felt as if a mountain were pressing down on her, crushing the breath from her lungs. She tried to use her magic power, but the magic power inside her body was almost impossible to circulate. That terrifying force struck straight at her mind and spirit, and for a moment, she felt incomparable despair—helpless despair, and an indescribable sorrow.

Su Ye looked at Feng Wu. After learning that she had come to investigate his identity for Qi Daolin's sake, he was furious. Though he was not especially close to her and they could only be considered friends, the fact that she had come to question him on someone else's behalf gave him a sense of being betrayed.

He clearly knew he was in danger now, yet he had still come to Celestial Academy because he trusted Feng Wu, trusted that she would not sell him out. And yet, unfortunately...

"I'm sorry."

Feng Wu spoke with difficulty. At this moment, she realized she had been reckless this time and had failed to live up to his trust in her. His identity was sensitive now, yet he had still dared to return—that was because he trusted her. And she... Yet now, all she could say was, "I'm sorry."

Su Ye restrained the aura around him and looked at Feng Wu, whose dress had already been soaked with sweat, perfectly outlining her proud figure. Although she was extremely alluring at that moment, he was not someone who thought with his lower half. He said, "Why did you tell him my identity? As far as I know, Celestial Academy and that guy don't have a very good relationship."

"Ah, I wasn't the one who told him. He came to me on his own."

Feng Wu said somewhat aggrievedly.

"He came to you?"

Su