Dubhe

Dubhe finally lowered his hands. He looked at Jiang Shuxuan as he let his hands fall to the side, his eyes darkening. "You have to remember that you're a member of the Jiang family."

"Aren't you more aware than I of how members of the Jiang family are?" Jiang Shuxuan had his feet on the ground once more, returning the flute in his hand to the owner. "Of course, our ancestors had once washed the entire world with blood. I don't think anyone knows what happened better than you, Master Dubhe."

"Even if you don't destroy the world, she will eventually do it." Dubhe took the flute, pointing it at Gu Xiqiao. "An outsider of this world will destroy the balance of it!"

"You should be more clear on the situation than me, how do you know that her existence will destroy the world, and not be the only lifeline it has?" Jiang Shuxuan lowered his eyes, his finger coming up to stroke Gu Xiqiao's pale face. The chill in his eyes was still present.