"Xiao Suo..."
Qiao Muyi, seeing Ren Suo remove his hood, pull off his mask, and stand barefoot upon the earth, almost subconsciously called out her special nickname for him.
If possible, she certainly would not have wanted Ren Suo to appear on the battlefield—but now Ren Suo had made his determination clear through his actions and words, so naturally, Qiao Muyi couldn't say something foolish like, "You should run away by yourself."
That would be an insult to Ren Suo.
"Young Master, let's go home together," Ren Suo said calmly.
Qiao Muyi nodded slowly, her mind suddenly recalling the words Ren Suo had once said.
From now on, we part only in death, not in life.
"Pah."
Bright spat out a tooth stained with bloody foam, still maintaining a high guard stance. He glanced at Ren Suo and suddenly asked, "You are... Ren Suo?"
