"Senior, you jest. This person slaughtered my entire Zhurong Clan. The hatred between her and me runs as deep as the sea; we cannot live beneath the same sky. How could I possibly think of saving her?"
Xuan Jiang gave a bitter smile and shook his head without a second thought.
As he spoke, his gaze fell on Lady Tianyun lying on the ground. His eyes were wide with rage, and the towering hatred within him was nearly impossible to restrain.
Two tears of blood even streamed from the corners of his eyes.
"You little brat, you switched sides quickly enough. But surely you don't think that will let you keep your life?"
Su Shi'er remained expressionless.
He had seen Xuan Jiang's reaction and could tell that his hatred for Lady Tianyun was by no means feigned.
But... he remained unmoved.
"This is not betrayal. I simply want to live. Only by living can I avenge the clansmen of old and wash away their hatred!"
Gritting his teeth, Xuan Jiang continued.
He neither begged nor lowered his head, yet saying these words was itself an act of bowing his head.
"The affairs of the world are ever-changing. Everyone in this world has their own helplessness.
"What you wish to do has nothing to do with me. But standing here makes you an enemy.
"I cannot think of any reason to let you leave alive."
Su Shi'er spoke calmly. Yet beneath his cold, emotionless words lay boundless killing intent.
Xuan Jiang hurriedly said, "If Senior intends to target Heavenly Capital, I can lend Senior a hand!"
He did his utmost to suppress the injuries within him. He did not beg for mercy or lower his head, but his eyes brimmed with a yearning for life.
Su Shi'er calmly shook his head.