1298 The Sect Master’s Silly Son I

Zong Yi stroked the fine lines at the corners of Qin Fei'er's eyes heartbreakingly. "Fei'er, I promise you, I'll make sure that you will recover soon."

She was a beautiful young woman, and yet she was harmed to such an extent. She had lost her beauty, and her hair had also turned as white as an old lady's. How much patience did she have to face all this?

Looking at Qin Fei'er's teary eyes, Zong Yi's eyes sank a little. "I will also avenge you. I will never let anyone hurt you recklessly again!"

Even though she no longer looked young, Zong Yi could still see from her features how stunning she once was.

Because of jealousy, that woman had treated a kind girl this way.

That vicious woman probably had lost her mind.

"Thank you, Brother Zong..." Qin Fei'er smiled softly.

Her bitter smile, filled with pain and sadness, was like a sword that pierced Zong Yi's heart.