"She's just pitying you."
The cruel words pierced Leng Qingtang's heart like sharp ice columns, afflicting him with gnawing pain and biting cold.
He turned his head abruptly and shot a penetrating gaze at Lu Qiange, who had levitated to the top of the tree. The white figure stepped lightly on the leaves with his toes, as gentle and quiet as a dragonfly kissing the water. Within seconds, he had jumped over a few large trees and advanced a hundred meters away.
Seeing that Lu Qiange had left safely, Gu Yunxi was immediately relieved.
Yet a sudden violent tenderness on the wrist made her look up in panic and pain, and an inch away was the Master's stiff face.
A guard led the horse over, and Leng Qingtang raised Gu Yunxi on its back with distorted features. He then mounted the horse as wel
