The handsome man smiled at Bai Hanyun and said, "Girl, I didn't expect you to recognize me at first glance. Not bad."
Hearing that familiar, irritating tone, Bai Hanyun ignored his comment and asked, "Yang Mirror, since when can you take human form?"
"Just now," the Yang Mirror replied before looking up at the sky.
Noticing that the golden particles were nearly gone, he flew toward Bai Hanyun. Just as the golden pillar of light dispersed, he caught her in his arms before she could fall.
Below, Feng Xiyan finally opened his eyes, only to see his fiancée in the arms of a stranger. Instantly, murderous intent surged from his body, and he drew his black sword.
"Presumptuous! Let Yun'er go!" Feng Xiyan charged forward with a fierce swing of his blade.
Seeing this, Bai Hanyun quickly shouted, "Feng Xiyan, wait!"
Feng Xiyan's eyes reddened at her words. Seeing Bai Hanyun try to protect the stranger, his heart felt as if a sword pierced it. So unbearably painful.
