"It's truly despairing..."
Gazing over the six sons of the Xuan family, Chu Lingxian sighed with others.
Yet, Tian Yi remained calm.
Since returning from the Palace Against Heaven, she had become calmer than ever.
But also colder—so cold that Chu Lingxian couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Our opponent isn't the Xuan family."
Upon hearing Tian Yi's hoarse words, Chu Lingxian raised her brows: "Then who is it?"
"It's ourselves."
"Ha, you're speaking too mysteriously," Chu Lingxian snickered, "Unfortunately, I didn't understand."
Tian Yi looked at the naïve Chu Lingxian and softly said, "My grandfather and your father went to stop Luo Xue."
Chu Lingxian's smile froze, and her voice trembled: "No, don't joke around..."
"Your father doesn't want to tell you, fearing you couldn't bear it. Your sister cried and told me because she sees me as strong."
