At that moment, the young man felt as if he were in an ice cellar.
The scales in his hand gradually lost their color, as did the faint light in his eyes.
All his earlier hopes and joys were utterly destroyed by the girl's words in an instant.
The cold scales in his hand mocked him ruthlessly. They were like a sharp blade, slowly dissecting his warm heart.
The still-aching wound appeared to be quite sarcastic. The woman he wanted, in the end, agreed to someone else's courtship.
——Didn't you say, you will refuse the prince?
——Didn't you say, you will not get married?
The pupil of the boy's eye suddenly turned vertical in no time, and the night wind suddenly became chaotic, rocking the surrounding grass and flowers to and fro!
[Liar.]
A voice screamed in his mind.
[Liar!!]
The feeling of being deceived and betrayed was like a swarm of poisonous insects, constantly gnawing at the young man's heart.