The air on the high platform crackled with tension.
The killing intent radiating from Gu Qingyuan could barely be contained.
Just then, Bai Yang finally staggered his way onto the platform.
"Master…"
"I beg you, please save Junior Sister Ye!"
He walked straight to Song Wanning's side, his body covered in shocking wounds, barely able to stand.
But his gaze was stubborn, though it was unclear what he was hoping for.
'At first, he resented Song Wanning. He resented her for being jealous of Ye Chuxue and constantly making trouble for her.'
'Later, he hated Song Wanning. He hated her for refusing to save a life, for framing him, for turning on him.'
'But now, more than anything, he was afraid.'
'Afraid of losing Song Wanning's love.'
'A faint hope stirred within him that Song Wanning would agree to treat Ye Chuxue, if only because she cared for him.'
'He secretly hoped she would dote on him like she used to.'
'This feeling even overshadowed his concern for Ye Chuxue.'
