Situ Yunshu obtained her freedom, and immediately stood up, her face cold, "I'm leaving now."
The man's pitch-black eyes, with dark tides surging beneath, barely revealed a hint of sadness.
He suddenly sneered, "Are you in such a hurry to see him?"
Jiang Nan had just returned from a mission, and she couldn't wait to see him.
Is it love?
Did she fall in love with Jiang Nan?
"You already know the answer, why bother asking again." Situ Yunshu walked straight out.
This time, the man didn't stop her.
She left the Main Building without any obstacles.
The man sat on the sofa, unmoving, like a statue.
Sorrow surged like a torrent, swiftly consuming him.
Blood oozing from the wound stained his shirt, a shocking scarlet.
He didn't move, didn't speak, nor did he allow the servants to bandage him.
It was almost self-abuse, letting the blood flow continuously.
His gaze remained fixed on the direction Situ Yunshu left, staring intensely.
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