"Brother Wuji, can't you help Zhao'er just once?"
A girl's voice, tinged with sobs, sounded.
Xiang Wuji's expression remained cold, which made Jiangg Zhiqing behind him breathe a sigh of relief and look at Zhao'er with even more hostility.
"Zhao'er, for the sake of our past relationship, you should leave."
"My lord!" As soon as the words fell, Jiangg Zhiqing beside Xiang Wuji was about to rush out.
Suddenly, the True Essence surged, and a sword light pierced toward Zhao'er's face like thunder.
Jiangg Zhiqing's home and country were destroyed by Great Wei; though now bound at Xiang Wuji's side, her memory seal had long been undone, retaining boundless hatred for Great Wei.
If it were any other matter, Jiangg Zhiqing would never defy Xiang Wuji's will.
Only in her attitude toward Great Wei, Jiangg Zhiqing's hatred was absolute.
Xiang Wuji sighed casually, easily grasping the sword body of Jiangg Zhiqing's longsword with his left hand.
