As Ye Wanwan watched Nie Linglong breathe her last breath, her face turned colder and she tossed the blood-stained dagger to the side.
At that moment, Si Yehan, who had heard the odd noise coming from the cell, opened the cell door and entered.
After seeing the lifeless Nie Linglong, his gaze landed on Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan looked like she was a crazed, bloodthirsty demon who had climbed out from the pits of hell. Her bone-chilling gaze caused Si Yehan's heart to ache immensely.
Si Yehan walked toward Ye Wanwan immediately, gently pulling her into his arms.
"Ah-Jiu…"
Ye Wanwan deeply burrowed her head in his arms. Si Yehan could feel her tears soaking his shirt.
"Mm," Si Yehan quietly replied.
"Ah-Jiu… I… I miss my brother… I miss him.."
A second later, Ye Wanwan tightly hugged Si Yehan, trembling in his arms slightly.
"He was… your mightiest hero," Si Yehan softly whispered.
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