Devastated By Grief

Xuanyuan Mo Ze watched as Mo Chen vanished into thin air, leaving only a golden lotus seed in Feng Jiu's palm. When he looked at Feng Jiu, his eyes flickered.

He'd noticed the almost inaudible word she'd said earlier, which was different from how she usually addressed Mo Chen. The expression on Mo Chen's face and his parting smile convinced Xuanyuan Mo Ze that there were things between them that he wasn't aware of.

At that moment, he recalled a past event that Feng Jiu had mentioned—a story from a previous life, and a man named "Chen."

He felt distressed seeing her so devastated with grief. Perhaps if he were stronger, she wouldn't have to face such a moment of life-and-death separation.