She could endure being trampled upon by those lofty beings, but she would never allow herself to break her own pride.
She did all this to rid herself of the marriage arranged by the old Demon Lord. How could she possibly return to where she started now?
Ning Feiyan could lose everything, but she would never be weak and helpless for the sake of a hand, living dependently with a submissive face.
She would rather walk alone on that path fraught with countless tribulations, even if she were to be burned to ashes by Karma Fire on that path, she would still keep walking amidst the ashes.
Mi Lu had never imagined that in such a situation, he could come up totally empty-handed.
His gaunt hand was suspended in mid-air, and the Young Lord inevitably looked sullen, feeling that Ning Feiyan was truly ungrateful.
