A massive hand blotted out the sky like a dark cloud, making Ji Muyao look like a mere plaything in the palm. With just a gentle grab, she would have nowhere to hide.
Already drained of strength, Ji Muyao saw the impending strike and could mount no resistance. At this moment, her white robes were stained with blood and her face was deathly pale, leaving her with barely a breath of life remaining.
Though aloof by nature, she was not cold-hearted. Though she rarely smiled, she knew the warmth and chill of the world all too well.
Chapter 263