"There's no estrangement," Zhong Niangyao looked at Wei Ruo with an exasperation that could kill without compensation, "Speaking of which, I really should thank you! If it weren't for the things you did, the twists and turns we went through, our affection wouldn't be as deep as it is now. So it seems, you are our benefactor after all!"
Hearing Zhong Niangyao's words, Wei Ruo felt a surge of blood boiling within her and couldn't restrain herself any longer, spitting out a mouthful of Heart Blood.
Her body had already suffered substantial damage, and now, agitated to the core, she actually spat out blood, her aura becoming weaker, Divine Power fading until it was almost imperceptible.
"Yaohui, you—"
Even in such a state, when Wei Ruo looked up at Zhong Niangyao, her eyes were still filled with venom.
"You don't need to call my name, I know what it is," Zhong Niangyao smiled faintly and continued, "But now, you should really start worrying about yourself."
