Mingji gently hugged her into his arms, feeling her body tremble, and his heart was also bleeding. "Junior sister, I understand." He sighed, "I am not going here to kill him, nor is it entirely for heaven. But... Try to prevent him from committing greater crimes, and maybe... Maybe we can find a chance to turn back. If he is allowed to go to Lingxiao Palace, he will be doomed."
These words were to convince Feixue and also to convince himself. However, even he himself knew how slim this "glitch of opportunity" was. Can Sun Wukong still listen to advice now?
