"Cousin Anxing!"
Long Yue watched them bound and kneeling on the ground, growing more anxious. She tightened her grip on the long knife, wishing she could leap down from the city walls to battle and rescue Cousin Anxing.
But that was impossible!
Long Yue could only bite her red lips, angrily staring at the distant Liang Army below.
Leading them was a man entirely clad in armor.
The man wore a silver mask, his true face hidden, and his age indeterminable. However, his deep dark eyes were mesmerizing with just one glance.
Long Yue initially just wanted to see what kind of scoundrel led the enemy, but the moment she saw those deep, dark eyes, she shivered!
An unfamiliar emotion suddenly surged into her heart!
Her breathing even quickened!
Those eyes... she knew them all too well, even turned to ashes she would recognize them!
How could it be?
No, that's impossible!
Had she seen it wrong? Or missed him so much that seeing those eyes made her think it was him?
