In the hell-like world, only one silhouette brought Gongsun Ce a bit of solace. It wasn't magnificent, but it was a strong silhouette—a girl wielding a knife who fought bloodily against demons, confronting them alone.
Who was she? He remembered now. She was the young mistress. It was Qin Qianbai. The young mistress was very strong, as were Mr. Shiyu and Kardesia, even Qiluo—leaving matters to them should be enough—
"Ah."
Gongsun Ce's memory suddenly returned.
They all lost, everyone lost. Qiluo was devour. Mr. Shiyu and Kardesia were tainted by Fallen Heaven. Everyone had left, leaving Qin Qianbai fighting a lone battle.
He had to help her, he absolutely had to stand up, but his body wouldn't move. He could only stand there watching, helplessly seeing everything unfold.
"Fight!"
