The first second Su Li transformed into a villainess, her hand was squeezing the neck of the future world-destroying demon lord.
The system lets her continue. She let go.
The boy's neck was covered with old wounds, and there was no hatred in his dark purple pupils - only numbness after being pinched too many times. The system said he was the Demon King of Destruction. Su Li said he didn't look like him.
Then he stuck his sword in the ground and stood behind her without saying a word. The youngest chief of the Jiange in three hundred years, for the first time, he did not draw his sword for the sect - for her.
One blocked the door for four days and nights: "I am where you are."
One rummaged through ancient books: "My answer is you. It has always been you."
The script makes her a villain. She tore the whole thing apart.
"My people don't get the script definition."
Pretty good [laughing]
Very good [laughing]