"It's time you gave this face back to me."
Chu Jin was clearly smiling, but Chu Jin felt no warmth. Panic and a sense of helplessness swept over her entire body. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't muster any strength; her breath was as thin as a thread, leaving her feeling completely drained.
Without this face,
how was she supposed to live on?
By what means would she win Xuanyuan Shangchen's favor?
Why?
Why did the heavens give her hope only to dash it at the same time?
All she wanted was to live a good life.
To live above everyone else, at the Summit of the Azure Clouds.
But why were there so many people against her?
"No... don't, please don't do this." Chu Jin covered her face with her hands in horror, looking at Chu Jin with a complexion pale as paper, then turned her pleading gaze towards Xuanyuan Shangchen, "Brother Xuanyuan, save me..."
She was Xuanyuan Shangchen's fiancée.
He would surely save her.
But why did Xuanyuan Shangchen seem to turn a deaf ear?