Xiao Ya! What on earth had you done?!
Bei Bei raced through the Iron Blood Sect, his gaze sweeping over the corpses littering the ground. His expression grew uglier with every step.
As the great-grandson of Dragon God Douluo, Bei Bei had also grown up in Bright Phoenix Douluo's home. His roots could hardly have been more orthodox, and two generations of Light Douluo had steeped him thoroughly in their "righteous path."
Wiping out an entire household—how could that be the work of the righteous?!
When would this endless cycle of vengeance ever end?
The sharp stench of blood filled the air, making Bei Bei wrinkle his nose.
"Urgh..."
"Disgusting. It's almost as bad as the white socks Xu Sanshi leaves lying around."
Bei Bei wiped his mouth and returned to the matter at hand.
No!
He couldn't stand by and watch Xiao Ya fall into becoming an Evil Soul Master!
A fierce urge to save her welled up inside him. Emotion surged through Bei Bei as he gritted his teeth, moved by his own resolve.
Holding back his nausea, he kept running. He rushed through the rear courtyard and reached a gate, where the view suddenly opened up before him.
Xiao Ya, I'm here to save you!
Hope shone in his eyes. If he took Xiao Ya back to Shrek and begged his great-great-grandfather for help, there might still be a way to turn everything around!
He might even end up with the beauty in his arms!
Bei Bei looked into the courtyard. The smile on his face froze.
He saw—
Inside, Tang Ya was hanging off Tang Qi.
Her long legs clasped his waist, her fair arms circled his neck, and the two held each other tightly.
From Bei Bei's angle, Tang Qi had his back to him,