In the void, Ji Ningshuang began to merge the fire from her memories with the flame in front of her.
The figure she glimpsed that day and the shape of the flame she sees now began to overlap, bit by bit.
She seemed to finally understand why Chu Yi had been so indifferent to her.
"So it's you, it's you."
Ji Ningshuang's lips trembled as she mumbled the same sentence.
Her eyes, once filled with a murderous aura, now turned misty.
How foolish she was, confronting Chu Yi all this time, yet never realizing that Chu Yi and her savior were the same person.
Ji Ningshuang vaguely remembered that the man once said, "Will I see you at the Three Sects Contest?"
But she had just woken up at the time, and the memory seemed to blur.
Yet soon enough, Ji Ningshuang had forgotten about it.
Ji Ningshuang smiled idiotically, realizing she was irredeemably foolish, foolish enough for others not to care to forgive.
The man who once saved her, she was about to let him die before her eyes.
