The stars and moon were hazy; tonight's moonlight was especially bleak.
In the antique, elegant Bamboo Green Court, Ye Zhuyin had been sitting in her room for a very, very long time.
Every now and then she gazed toward where Hong Yuan was, and then toward where Shang Yaoqin was, deeply torn.
She had to make a choice!
Was she to hide together with Hong Yuan outside the Martial Chaos, or go to the Outer Heavens world in order to look after Shang Yaoqin.
Night had fully fallen, all around was silent, and in the room Phoenix Red Candles burned bright one after another.
A sliver of moonlight spilled in through a gap in the cyan curtains, falling upon Ye Zhuyin by the bed.
"Am I going to pair with Yuan and fly side by side with him?"
Ye Zhuyin stood before the red-candled table, cupping her cheeks as she stared at the peerlessly beautiful face in the bronze mirror, heavy-hearted. "But Yaoqin needs my help more. Without me at her side, she's very likely to go astray…"
Creak…
