At this moment, her heart was like a stormy sea!
"Miss...."
Madam Zhou beside her said: "Perhaps....we really misunderstood Lord Bai? That guy, your master, he....is indeed a total bastard! He deserves to die!"
Upon hearing this.
Hua Yuerong also closed her eyes in pain.
Tears that had been absent for a century trickled down her eyelashes.
"Yes! He did say to me once! Master...is a treacherous demon head! In this regard, indeed, I misunderstood him! But!"
Hua Yuerong bit her lip, clasping her palm tightly, "But what wrong did those hundreds of innocent disciples do? What wrong did our second and third senior brothers, who treated us so well, do? He killed everyone without asking why!"
"I will never forget that thunderstorm night..."
"Corpses strewn everywhere, blood flowing down the mountain peak, passed through the mountain gate, staining the Immortal Washing Spring, which holds countless of our memories, crimson!"
