Ye Mingyue floated in midair, her face so dark it looked as if water might drip from it.
She looked down at her now much more solid-looking shadow. The oppression and fear brought on by that golden light still lingered deep in her soul, making her shudder.
"Why? Why..." she murmured, her eyes filled with disbelieving resentment. "How could that bitch Ye Zhao have become this strong?!"
She had waited so long for this day. From the moment she became a Guest Ghost, taking over Ye Zhao's body and stealing everything from her had become her only hope.
She had thought that with tens of millions of Guest Ghosts joining forces, even someone as gifted as Ye Zhao would inevitably fight until she dropped. But reality had dealt her a crushing blow.
Ye Minghao floated slowly beside Ye Mingyue. Watching her face twist with resentment, he looked toward the young woman standing in the air not far away.
"Big brother, what do we do?" Ye Mingyue turned to Ye Minghao, her voice trembling slightly with anger. "She's already this strong. Do we still have a chance? I don't want to die, big brother. I don't want to die..."
Ye Minghao loosely drew Ye Mingyue into his arms. "Mingyue, in life or death, I'll be with you."
"No! I don't want to die!" Ye Mingyue angrily shoved Ye Minghao away. "Big brother, I always thought that as the Ye Family's next heir, you were someone with goals and ambition. I'm so disappointed in you!"
"You should be a leader who commands everyone, using your power to protect me—not standing here, telling me to wait with you to die!"
Ye Minghao watched her silently. "Mingyue, the tide has turned. Accept your fate."
"Are you accepting your fate, or are you just afraid?"