Chapter 32: Shadowclaw’s Final Night ?
"They were my junior brothers too," Mei Lin murmured. "Even if we both know what’s coming... I can’t pretend they meant nothing."
"You’re going to die," Xiao Ning said flatly.
"Maybe," Mei Lin lips curved upward. "But I can’t stay here, pretending I don’t care."
A moment passed.
He finally turned to face her. His expression was unreadable, though his eyes glinted faintly with something she couldn’t quite name—was it disdain? Pity? Or perhaps...
"Take care of yourself, Xiao Ning. If the sect survives... perhaps we’ll meet again."
Mei Lin rose into the air, a green arc of light forming beneath her feet.
Without another word, she flew off into the distance.
Xiao Ning watched in silence as her figure faded into the sky.
After a moment, his lips curled into a faint smirk.
"Finally, that woman’s gone. Hmph... she really does talk too much."