Ye Yu took several deep breaths. He had feelings for Qin Wushuang.
"I wish you could lie to me, but you're still being so honest with me. I don't know whether I should feel comforted or cry. You should go first. I want to be alone for a while." Qin Wushuang waved his hand as he spoke.
Hearing this, Ye Yu said nothing. He nodded and turned to leave.
Watching Ye Yu's departing back, Qin Wushuang sighed. He knew Ye Yu had no choice, but he could not get past this hurdle in his heart.
After leaving the residence where the Great Qin imperial family had temporarily been settled, Ye Yu let out a long sigh. Sunlight streamed down, casting his long shadow across the ground.
The blazing sun hung high in the sky. The sunlight was somewhat dazzling, even scorching.
But to cultivators, it was nothing.
Ye Yu raised his hand and looked at the sunlight falling upon it. Faintly, he seemed to see vast streams of blood-red liquid flowing from his palm.
But just then, a little dog ran over. As if it could not bear the heat, it ran straight beneath Ye Yu's shadow to escape the sunlight.
Ye Yu turned to look, only to see the little dog wag its tail at him and even rub against him, looking utterly delighted.
Ye Yu smiled. With a tap of his finger, a streak of spiritual light entered the little dog's body, dispersing the heat from it. Then he strode away.
The little dog looked suspiciously in the direction Ye Yu had gone, then lowered its head to look at Ye Yu's shadow, which still remained. It barked a few times in confusion.
The shadow moved, seeming to crouch down and pat the little dog's head. Then it