Two choices.
One was the annihilation of the clan.
The other was Yu Xiaogang's soul scattering into oblivion.
This was not a choice at all.
These were two blades held simultaneously to Liu Erlong's throat.
"Erlong! Don't be foolish!"
Yu Luomian finally struggled free from his boundless terror. Ignoring his own injuries, he rushed to Liu Erlong's side in a few strides and pleaded hoarsely.
"They are our clansmen! Our clan!"
"For one man, are you going to watch helplessly as the foundation our clan has built over thousands of years is destroyed in an instant?!"
Liu Erlong's body stiffened. She slowly turned her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Yu Luomian.
There was not the slightest hesitation in that gaze—only burning, obsessive madness.
Yu Luomian's heart sank to the bottom.
He knew that his daughter had gone completely mad.
"Senior Liu Erlong! You can't abandon all of us for Yu Xiaogang!"
A disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan dropped to his knees with a thud, desperately kowtowing in Liu Erlong's direction.
With one came a second, and in the end, nearly everyone knelt before Liu Erlong.
"Please, Senior Liu Erlong!"
"Choose! Hurry and choose!"
Pleading and wailing rose one after another.
Liu Erlong slowly swept her gaze over the clansmen kneeling on the ground.
Then her eyes returned to Yu Xiaogang, who was trembling on the ground, his face filled with terror.
He was her light.
The light she had chased for her entire life.
The madness on Liu Erlong's face suddenly calmed.
She smiled.
A bleak, deranged smile.
"Choose?"
Her voice was hoarse, carrying the reckless fearlessness of someone with nothing left to lose.
"I refuse to choose!"
"I'd like to see what you can do to me!"
She was gambling.
Gambling that this man was