Tang Yuehua wept bitterly.
Tears rolled down her cheeks, falling drop after drop onto the back of Ning Xuan's hand.
The system's voice rang out clearly at that moment.
It had detected Tang Yuehua's emotional value.
Extreme terror.
She was terrified. She was afraid.
Afraid that what Tang Hao had done would hurt both clans, as well as her and Ning Xuan.
Ning Xuan slowly loosened the hand gripping her throat.
He let her slump down, landing in a corner of the reception hall.
Only then did he turn away and speak with his back to Tang Yuehua.
"Go. You don't need to come here again."
"I don't want the Moonlight Pavilion anymore, either. Consider it a gift to you."
His tone was calm as he said this, but anyone could hear the complexity of his feelings.
Naturally, Tang Yuehua could hear it too.
She sat slumped on the floor, her delicate body gleaming with a faint sheen and patches of bloody crimson. At his words, she could not help trembling.
She could not help raising her head.
Her gaze was desolate, tears streamed down her face, and her expression was anguished.
"Are you..."
"Are you saying you don't want me anymore?"
Ning Xuan did not answer, still keeping his back to her.
Tang Yuehua finally moved again.
She staggered to her feet, her bare feet touching the floor, and rushed forward in a few quick strides to throw her arms tightly around Ning Xuan from behind.
"No!"
"You can't abandon me!"
She broke into uncontrollable sobs.
"Ning Xuan, you can't abandon me."
"He's the one who committed all those wrongs. He left the Clear Sky Sect long ago. He has nothing to do with us."
Instinctively.
Tang Yuehua chose to cut ties with Tang Hao.
But Ning Xuan remained