Feng Qingyue leaned against the entrance of the great hall, biting her lip, her eyes filled with sorrow as she watched the couple inside, lost in passionate embrace. Tears fell like broken strands of pearls.
She never imagined that after her arduous search to this place, what she would find would be a scene so heartbreaking, so utterly unexpected.
Just before this, she had been frantically attacking every seal on the great hall doors, not in search of treasure, but for Ye Zhen, to find the lost Ye Zhen a bit sooner.
Now, she had found Ye Zhen, but what met her eyes was such an unsightly sight!
Watching the two people in the great hall, a flash of killing intent passed through Feng Qingyue. In that moment, she felt an impulse to rush over and end the lives of the two before her.
