The sound of footsteps came from behind, but Yue Qinghuan didn't even turn her head. She just stared blankly at the horizon, softly murmuring.
"Why... Am I not even worth a goodbye from you?"
Upon hearing these words, Yue Shifang, who hurried over next, felt a tremor in his heart and couldn't help but sigh.
"Alright, they've already left, and it's no use saying anything now."
As soon as he said this, the Second Sister who came along glared fiercely at Yue Shifang, thinking to herself that this could ruin things.
Sure enough.
Yue Qinghuan slowly squatted down, buried her head in her arms, and cried bitterly in utter grievance.
This left Yue Shifang at a loss, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, as he looked to the Second Sister for help.
The Second Sister sighed helplessly, then crouched down and gently comforted, "Alright, alright, don't cry. He just went back to The Multiverse for a bit, he's not gone forever!"
