Feng Tianyu stretched his arm and took the sword from the hand of an imperial guard.
A light evening breeze blew. Feng Tianyu stood resolutely with a solemn look on his face as if he had made up his mind that he would fight until his last breath.
"Yan'er, I have promised you that I will move on and live a full life no matter what happens. However, I can't keep my promise anymore. My life is meaningless without you. Because of Feng Ruqing, I have been struggling to live my life without you for years. Now, you will no longer be alone. We will meet in the underworld soon." The corners of his lips subconsciously curved into a warm smile. In fact, Feng Tianyu felt immensely relieved when he had finally made up his mind.
Lost in wonder, the three elders exchanged glances.
'Has Feng Tianyu lost his mind? He was actually smiling at this time?'
Before the three elders could regain their consciousness, Feng Tianyu rushed up to them.
