Mo Jianwu left.
She always thought she was Sun Xiaorui's only one, her most loyal supporter as the princess.
But ever since Lu Lin came, she found things had changed.
The young miss would actually scold her for Lu Lin's sake.
Treating her just like a real maid.
If that's the case, then what's the point of staying here.
As Mo Jianwu, she's not a pathetic creature who relies on the charity of others.
Continuing to stay in the Wild Blade Clan had no meaning anymore.
Mo Jianwu left the Battlefield Secret Realm, returned to her own residence, and picked up a pen, wanting to leave a letter for Sun Xiaorui.
But after writing several times, none were satisfactory.
She simply burned all the letters in one go.
Mo Jianwu packed her belongings, placed them into her Storage Ring, and left the Mountain Gate.
At the foot of the Wild Blade Clan's mountain, Mo Jianwu, dressed in red, looked at the sect with a complex expression, tears glistening in her eyes.
