Shen Ziyu's body was trembling.
The conflict within his heart was clearly reflected on his body, as different thoughts clashed fiercely. He couldn't perfectly control his Sand Gathering Divine Skill, and half of his body began to gradually turn to sand and drift away, while the other half hardened like rock.
It looked somewhat like a yin-yang person.
Of course, Shen Ziyu was aware of what Li Fengyun had mentioned.
As Shen Yue'e's brother, he had always held his sister in high regard, so he naturally understood her thoughts well.
