In this blood battle, everyone's fate is filled with uncertainty and variables; no one can truly control their destiny.
Shi Feiyang, the iron man who has weathered storms in the Jianghu without shedding a tear in any predicament, now had tears welling up in his eyes in front of Master Hanlu's figure.
He gazed at Master Hanlu's determined and resolute silhouette, filled with deep emotion and immense admiration.
He knew well that Master Hanlu's departure was almost without hope of survival. Yet, to protect everyone present, she unhesitatingly chose this perilous path, almost destined to be one of no return.
Shi Feiyang's hands trembled slightly as he held Bai Zhi tightly, trying to offer her some comfort and support. Meanwhile, deep in his heart, he silently vowed to avenge Master Hanlu, allowing her spirit to rest in peace.
Bai Zhi looked at her master, Master Hanlu, whose swaying yet unyielding figure filled her eyes with determination and resolve.
