Hu Qingling looked down at the pile of hair-fine dust on the ground, heartbroken to the extreme, and said, "Even if you can't beat me, don't even think about escaping from this formation. Trapped in this foggy underground palace of mine, let's just live out our lives as a pair of star-crossed fools!"
With a metallic clatter, she fiercely hurled her treasured sword to the ground, kicked it away as if venting her frustration, and turned to plunge into the darkness.
Hu Yihui curled his lip, thinking to himself: This might not be a bad thing after all.
Chapter 56