Li Feng snatched it up and opened it.
The elegant, graceful handwriting immediately revealed the writer's noble bearing.
Li Feng's heart sank as he read the contents.
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Li Feng,
By the time you read this, I will have already left the sect.
I know you asked me to remain here until your return, and that there may be people with ill intentions waiting for me back in the Dynasty.
However… my mother, the only person who has ever truly cared for me after you, is now critically ill.
I know you will be angry.
And I also know you wanted to fully resolve my soul problem before anything else.
...But I cannot sit idly by while my own mother lies on her deathbed.
Even if I am only a discarded princess, I still carry the blood of the Fen Imperial Family.
I will hold my head high and face every obstacle that stands before me.
Isn't that what you always told me? To have the confidence to face the world even when no one else believed in me.
…And you did believe in me.
