Immediately, Xi Yao clutched the bodice to her chest, squatted on the ground, and began crying her heart out.
"Waaah! After 10,000 years, I've finally seen something that once belonged to me again! The Nine Supreme Immortal Masters, I, Xi Yao, swear that one day I will make you pay for your crimes in blood! Sob... Xiaobei, thank you!"
At that moment, Xi Yao was like a deranged girl, her words completely incoherent. Chen Xiaobei's heart ached as he watched her sorrowful figure. As the Demon Realm Queen, Xi Yao was always strong; pride and aloofness were her mottos in life. But now, she was just like a wounded little girl, crying her lungs out without any regard for her proud image.
Chen Xiaobei didn't try to comfort her or say anything.
Being locked up for 10,000 years... Just the thought of such a long, lonely time is terrifying. For that reason, he understood how she felt.
