"You're right. I am weak."
A touch of sadness was hiding in the smile on her face. She was talking to Yan Bingyue and at the same time, to herself.
Yan Bingyue was surprised by Su Lingyue's reaction.
The former became highly alerted.
She could tell that the roar was getting closer to her. She couldn't afford to let Su Lingyue continue. Yan Bingue circled behind Su Lingyue, keeping the sword on her neck. Yan Bingyue wiggled her sword a bit and a thin cut appeared on Su Lingyue's neck. That was a warning!
"Resign, or you will die!"
Hearing the cold voice coming from behind her, Su Lingyue put on an even bigger smile but sorrow was engraved in her eyes, as well as a trace of pride!
"Not even Frosty can protect me."
"I am the one who drags them down. No one can save me when I'm this weak."
"But…"