On the stage, amidst the ruins, the dust once again covered their eyes until a strong wind scattered it away after a long while...
However, Lin Li's body stood intact in the ruins, the gray robe fluttered lightly in the wind, shrouding his tall figure.
"Lord Lin Li is still alive? I told you, there's no way Lord Lin Li would die so easily. Although that sword was astonishing, as if it could even cut through the sky, it had momentum but lacked power."
The people below started to discuss among themselves, and just as everyone was whispering, Lin Li in the ruins fell stiffly to the ground, hitting with a thud that stirred up the dust.
After that, he never got up again...
"Yue'er!"
An Qian's heart filled with joy as she quickly ran towards the woman in the ruins. At that moment, her eyes were full of admiration and reverence.
Perhaps, choosing to follow her more than half a month ago was the most correct decision...
