I'm Willing to Let You Go

With a clang, Mei Qing's finger blade fell to the ground, followed by a cold gust of wind from a palm. Mei Qing had no choice but to release Su Mingyu and did a backflip to barely avoid Gu Ruoyun's astral wind.

"Mei Qing!" "How dare you!"

Gu Ruoyun stepped forward and pulled Su Mingyu back into her embrace. After carefully sizing her up, she discovered that Su Mingyu wasn't injured, so she directly drew her sword from her waist and pointed it straight at Mei Qing's throat. "Give me a reason, otherwise don't even think of leaving this place alive."

When Mei Qing saw how much Gu Ruoyun had protected Su Mingyu, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face: "Reason?"

"You clearly know why I'm here!"