The air was deathly still.
Tang Xin's death left both Tang Guo and Du Jingzhe silent.
Du Jingzhe wasn't saddened. He could find as many subordinates like her as he wanted. Her fate simply made him fear for his own.
Teacher, now that you've killed her, you won't kill me too, right?
Tang Guo stood frozen, staring at her younger sister lying in a pool of blood.
Heartache, anguish, bewilderment...
Countless emotions tangled together, choking the breath from her.
She had thought she had severed all ties with her sister. Yet when her sister was literally cut in two, an overwhelming sense of helpless confusion descended without warning.
Bai Ye sheathed his blade and said flatly, "Forgiveness isn't mercy. It's permission for the next betrayal."
Tang Guo jolted, as though something deep in her heart had shattered.
She slowly closed her eyes. A silent tear slipped from the corner of her eye.
When she opened them again, the haze of emotion clouding her gaze had completely vanished.
There was no hysteria, no flood of tears, only a deathly still clarity.
Only when the heart died could the path be born.
At that moment, Tang Guo underwent a complete transformation!
The trial had broken her and allowed her to rebuild herself. Tang Xin's death perfected her state of mind, leaving it without a single flaw.
Tang Guo slowly lifted her eyes, her gaze clear as a mirror, her will sharp as a sword. She looked at Bai Ye. "I understand."
In the next instant, the aura surrounding her changed explosively!
Her clothes fluttered without wind, and her hair rose into the air. Beneath the gaze of her light brown eyes, countless tiny cracks appeared in the void, as though sliced open by swords. They were packed so densely that the sight