The next morning!
Lu Ren felt utterly exhausted. Just as he tried to get up, he looked down and discovered Ji Yue lying in his arms.
Ji Yue was sleeping peacefully, yet two trails of tears still hung on her cheeks.
Lu Ren rubbed his head, trying hard to recall what had happened yesterday.
Scene after scene flashed through his mind.
Just as Lu Ren was about to rise, he saw Ji Yue's eyelashes tremble. "I'm truly sorry about what happened last night!"
Seeing that Lu Ren seemed to have recovered, Ji Yue let out a soft laugh. "It's nothing, really. It's just that my body is a little weak, and you hurt me."
"Once I refine all the divine blood you gave me, we can continue sparring another time!"
She was remarkably understanding. Lu Ren must have gone through something terribly painful yesterday, or he would not have become like that. Rather than ask him anything, she deliberately teased him instead.
Lu Ren smiled. "All right, we'll spar again in the future!"
"Mhm!"
Ji Yue got dressed and said, "All right, let's go back!"
"Aren't you going to ask what exactly happened to me?"
Lu Ren asked.
"If you wanted to tell me, you would share it with me without me needing to ask!"
Ji Yue said.
Lu Ren frowned. "Qing Yao isn't actually Qing Yao. She was Yun Qingyan, Qing Yao's younger sister, in disguise."
"I was kept completely in the dark!"
"Yun Qingyan was impersonating her?"
A look of shock appeared on Ji Yue's face, and she asked, "Then where is Yun Qingyao?"
"She said Qing Yao was dead. But I believe things can't be that simple."
"Last night, I lost control of my emotions. Even though my Spiritual Power has entered sainthood, I still lost my