General Wu felt a slight unease in his heart, a sense of unease, not knowing why or where it came from.
He always felt that if he killed the person in front of him, there would be even bigger trouble.
"I'm truly sorry."
General Wu said, as his palm once again gathered spiritual power, following which he raised his hand.
"...Xiao'ai... how is she...?"
At this moment, his thoughts were still of her.
"..."
"Did she...really marry... Ye Qi...?"
General Wu slightly withdrew some strength from his lifted hand, looking at Jun Moyan, whose injuries were severe and kept spitting out blood with every word, his conscience was being tortured.
In his life, Wa Yao always acted righteously; though a general, he had never wantonly taken an innocent life, let alone that of an unarmed mortal.
Seeing Jun Moyan, who was hanging by a thread, yearning for an answer, Wa Yao spoke:
"...No."
"Ha..."
Jun Moyan laughed.
No, no, Xiaoguai did not marry anyone else.
