How truly chilling.
But seeing as he'd lost all his memories, she decided not to hold it against him.
'Still, speaking of amnesia, she really had to complain about this crappy plot. It was always the same old trope. It deserved to be torn limb from limb.'
"Do you know who I am?"
Sui Yu's expression was impassive. "It has nothing to do with me," he said.
The words had barely left his lips when he lunged at her with his sword—
Shen Lang had already converted his Spiritual Power into Divine Power, and its current might was so immense that even she would struggle to withstand a single blow from him.
She dodged nimbly, not saying a word, her gaze tinged with a faint chill.
'...You bastard.'
After a long fight, she was growing exhausted, yet this boy still showed no sign of recognizing her.
'Damn it. I'm tired. To hell with it all.'
Just as she was about to unleash her power, a sharp pain shot through her—
