"It's all right, Rong'er, I...."
"I'm right here...."
Perhaps not knowing how to comfort others, the young man held the girl tightly in his arms, repeating these words.
Feeling the girl sobbing in his embrace.
His eyes also reddened with heartache.
Finally, under the gaze of all the sect members present.
The new chief disciple of the Evil Medicine Sect took the girl's hand and left without looking back.
.....
.....
"Damn, I can't believe it! Qingling Demon Sovereign just turned into a sweetheart!"
"Speaking of which, which girl doesn't want to be pampered like this by a strong man? I'm so envious of her!"
The crowd outside sighed in amazement.
Swish.
The scene changed again.
It was a dark, cramped room.
On the bed right in front.
Lied a middle-aged man with a pale face and atrophied muscles, unrecognizable.
Though emaciated, his features suggested he was once a handsome man in his youth.
"Father, please don't leave Rong'er, sob sob...."
