To be honest, he rather admired the lad.
The lad truly valued loyalty—he had practically used his life to fulfill the agreement between them.
If the lad could survive, he would definitely thank him in person.
Yet Yue Qingyi staggered back several steps, her body collapsing listlessly in the distance.
Shattered dantian, severed meridians, damaged Primordial Spirit, fallen realm.
Those four phrases flashed through her mind over and over.
She understood. She understood everything.
She had slept for three days, and Ye Lin had shielded her from that world-destroying calamity.
She had truly spent a year with Ye Lin. Whenever he had the chance, he would close his eyes and cultivate, valuing his cultivation even more than his own life.
She dared not imagine what such a devastating blow would do to Ye Lin.
And Third Ancestor had said that Ye Lin might not survive. He might not survive.
"No... Why? Why did you lie to me? Why did you lie to me?"
"You promised me. You clearly promised me—why did you lie to me?"
"No..."
At that moment, Yue Qingyi collapsed upon the floor of the great hall and burst into tears.
Tears fell drop by drop as though they cost nothing.
Right now, she was truly on the verge of breaking down.
Why?
Why did you do this to her?
You clearly said it was only a transaction.
You clearly said you had no feelings for her whatsoever.
If that was the case, why did you still do this?
Why did you have to be so foolish?
Why?
You lied to me!
The conversations between herself and Ye Lin kept flashing through Yue Qingyi's mind. The more she thought, the sadder she became, until she no longer even had the strength to stand.
"Qing'er, are you all right?