Chang Qing did not explain, but instead, he channeled a thread of the power of destruction within the Black Jade, enveloping it around his palm.
This time, however, he withdrew the layer of dark disguise from the power of destruction, leaving only the purest destruction.
Behind the screen, Su Moyan upon seeing this stood up abruptly in surprise.
At this moment, he could feel that the pure darkness had changed dramatically in its essence.
Similarly, there was no longer any trace of darkness enveloping Chang Qing.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness, it was just a false alarm..."
Su Moyan, as if having fought a battle, sat on the bed in one motion, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
He knew very well just how angry and desperate he had been just moments before.
And now, learning it was a misunderstanding, he let out a huge sigh of relief.
Because this proved that what Su Nan and he were doing still had meaning, still held hope.
But then, he frowned slightly and asked:
