Yan Xiaoru's sudden outspokenness shattered the deathly silence in the tent.
Li Muyang lifted his head, staring at her in astonishment.
But he saw the woman looking at him with a serene expression, saying, "You should leave the mountain."
She repeated the sentence once again.
On the face of this usually aloof and haughty woman, Li Muyang was seeing such serenity for the first time.
For the expressionless Yan Xiaoru, such a calm and undisturbed demeanor was already an incredibly gentle posture.
She quietly watched Li Muyang, her eyes no longer indifferent.
Her tone was also calm and detached.
"Everyone on Pingyang Ridge is doomed to die, the Blood Lotus Sect will not spare anyone. But you are different, you still have a way to live."