Li Lanhao and Han Yue knew that Wusha was just a few miles away at the mountain peak that had just been blasted apart. Han Yue conjured a purple spiritual power shield beneath Li Lanhao's feet, and the two of them stood side by side suspended in mid-air.
Usually sunny and cheerful, Li Lanhao hung his head. Han Yue felt a complex turmoil of emotions in her heart. For the longest time, Li Lanhao had rarely been so utterly heartbroken and in such utter turmoil. The pain was heart-wrenching, tearing at his very soul.
"Sister Han Yue."
Chapter 222