“Xia Qionglan, did you... ever like me? Even for a moment?”
Staring blankly into Si Chaomu’s narrowed eyes, Xia Qionglan felt her throat tighten. She stammered, “Maybe I did.”
“Will you use me again?”
“Yes.” This time, Xia Qionglan answered without hesitation.
The man’s eyes had been burning with emotion just a moment ago, but in an instant his expression changed. His voice laced with cold fury, he gave Xia Qionglan one final warning: “Don’t let me see you again, or... don’t blame me for showing no mercy.”
Flowers swayed in the breeze across the gorgeous fields. Watching the purple figure grow indistinct in the distance, Xia Qionglan would still feel a pang in her heart years later, even as she sat in a position of power and looked back on that day.
Their fleeting first encounter at Jin’an Tower, their tangled feelings in the beast arena, their meeting and growing understanding on the immortal island: all their trust came crashing down, shattered by one betrayal after another.
In the dead of night, Xia Qionglan would sometimes ask herself: Did she regret it? The answer... was no.
There are people in this world who are born lowly and forced into weakness, who have no choice but to become puppets of their faith. They struggle desperately, believing they’re fighting against fate, yet end up hurting innocent people without meaning to, trapped in a vicious cycle with no way out.
After that, the male and female leads join forces to resolve the conflict between humans and demons.
But it's okay. If you're bored, you can chase it.