In the villa district, Li Huang'er looked at the blood-red canopy of the sky, and in that instant, everything from the Evolution Battlefield came flooding back to her.
At the same time, she finally understood why the person she had been steadily raising had suddenly run off.
She had been puzzled over that for a long time.
After all, from what she knew of Zhao Cheng, he was clearly not the sort to be swayed by a pretty face. Otherwise, with her charm, she would have won him over long ago.
If Zhao Cheng had really been the type to fall for a pretty face, wouldn't that mean her charm was lacking?!
Now, as she recalled certain things, she also remembered the sword-light she had seen in her final moments—a single stroke that cleaved heaven and earth apart.
Perhaps she had not lost unjustly.
Still, she could not help wondering how Zhao Cheng had won the other woman over. How could someone so powerful possibly be conquered so easily?!
And as everything returned to her, the confusion that had arisen over the past half month—because Zhao Cheng had suddenly run off with another woman—was completely resolved.
She understood what sort of feelings she held for Zhao Cheng. It was not quite love; rather, it was the admiration of the weak for the strong, like a moth hurling itself toward the sun!
Thus, even beneath the world's force of correction, she still remembered his name. She even remembered that glorious tableau of him wielding his sword to command the azure dragon.
As she thought this, her movements were swift. Without hesitation, she took down the sword hanging on the wall.
But at that moment, a scream rang out from the living room.
Li Huang'er's expression changed dramatically. Yet when she hurried