Tuoba had left, looking so pitiful. Chu Yu wanted to rush out several times to pull him back, but she still suppressed the urge. Rong Zhi was right—this was Tuoba's destiny, and she couldn't face it for him. Although detestable, she had to admit that guy was absolutely right.
And she had to face her own destiny now.
For some reason, her mood suddenly dropped.
Chu Yu lowered her eyelids, focusing her eyes on the ground at her feet. Yet she said to Rong Zhi, "Empress Dowager Feng and Tuoba Hong are about to go to war, and you and Tian Rujing should have reached a conclusion. How did we initially agree, you haven't forgotten, have you?"
Rong Zhi instinctively showed a soothing smile and said, "I naturally remember."
Four conditions, clearly tiered:
First, she leaves.
Second, he never returns.
Third, not to interfere.
Fourth, release Huan Yuan.
Good that you remember, Chu Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So, when do you plan to fulfill them?"