However, Chu Qingyun was bound for disappointment.
Ning Xue waved her slender, pale hand.
Chu Qingyun saw a palatial complex at the end of the mountain path. It was adorned with red banners and colorful decorations, radiating a festive and joyous air.
He could even faintly make out a young man inside one of the buildings, dressed in wedding robes with a large red flower pinned to his chest, looking as if he were waiting for his bride.
"Chu Qingyun, are you really so heartless? Are you just going to stand by and watch me marry another man?" Ning Xue said, lightly biting her lip.
Even though Chu Qingyun knew it was all an illusion, that none of it was real, he couldn't stop a deeply unpleasant feeling from welling up inside him.
He had long since considered Ning Xue his woman.
And now, this Illusion Realm was testing him, demanding he remain indifferent to Ning Xue's marriage. The very thought of it was depressing.
'This damn Illusion Realm.'
