I Called Off Our Marriage Pact

"The rainy night sings like a song, the moon is bright and the breeze is clear. Follow me off the island!"

Ling Mo glanced back at the eight young men and women in the distance, tossed out a casual remark, then leaped away.

"Yes, Young Lord!"

The eight exchanged glances. In a flash, they turned into streaks of shadow and vanished from Cloudpiercing Peak.

"We respectfully see the Young Lord off..."

"We respectfully see the Young Lord off..."

Behind Ling Mo, voices rang out and shook the heavens. Everyone knelt on one knee, watching his retreating figure.