As she spoke, tears once again cascaded down her cheeks.
At this moment, she had completely shed her disguise, abandoning the demeanor of the master of Yin Gui Palace, reverting to the little crying girl of fourteen.
"How could you bear it, Senior Brother?"
In the grand hall, another heavy sigh resounded:
"Rong'er, you know your senior brother."
"I, Bai Qingling, though ruthless and unfeeling, capable of killing everyone in this world, have only pity in my heart for you, my junior sister."
"But today, meeting again as senior brother and junior sister, looking back on the years, makes me quite sentimental."
Bai Feng gazed at the sky at a 45-degree angle, sorrowful.
Recalling some scenes from that night, Hua Yuerong once again broke into sobs: "I'm sorry! It's my fault! All these years....Senior Brother has endured so much alone! I've truly wronged you!"
"Ah, it was just a bit of hardship."
Bai Feng waved his hand lightly, looking weary.
