She did not want to choose "Gushe." She was only forcing herself to choose "Gushe."
She would entrust her life to the boy's blade and let the god of Gushe return to this body. When the enemies caught up, they would face the indifferent woman wielding Glaze once more.
Only that Ming Yun would never return.
Pei Ye clenched his teeth, faint cords of muscle bulging in his face. Don't be stupid, Pei Ye, he heard his own heart say.
But what came out of his mouth was the stupidest thing imaginable: "Would [Gushe Heavenly Heart]... like 'swords'?"
Ming Yun paused in surprise. "What?"
"...I refuse, Miss Ming." The boy lowered his head, squeezing the words out of his throat. "I want you to live. We'll kill Gushe Heavenly Heart together."
Chapter 390: One sword
In the quiet, dim Bright Hall, the last ray of gold pierced the entire room.
They stood facing each other. The boy seemed to be suppressing the trembling flame in his heart amid the cruelest torture, while the girl watched him quietly, her sleeves drifting in the breeze.
"Before I came, weren't you trying to kill it too?" Pei Ye said hoarsely, afraid she would refuse. "I came from [Heart-Slaying]. I can help you, Miss Ming."
Ming Yun looked at him, but there was no surprise in her mirror-bright eyes. She turned back and carefully arranged the last two little tiles. "I wasn't really trying to kill it."
"...Hm?"
"I wasn't trying to destroy it." Ming Yun closed the box and turned her head, lifting it slightly, her eyes as quiet as a gentle breeze. "You don't have to hate it so much, either."
Pei Ye froze slightly.
Only then did he realize that his intense emotions had painted everything in excessively vivid colors. In