Sage Intent

Stealing of fate was a cruel thing. Using one's intent to tear the other's intent away, the latter would decrease in plane.

But Ye Futian still made Yu Sheng do it, ignoring Yun Qianmo's hateful eyes.

People had to pay for their choices. If Yun Qianmo hadn't agreed to be his servant, he couldn't have forced her to do so. This was a voluntary matter. Later, Yun Qianmo had fulfilled her duties, and so he helped her when possible. Yun Qianmo had gained much at the Cang Mountain Relic and Noble Grotto.

Now, Qian Yang and Zhao Han had made it obvious they were enemies. Yun Qianmo was prepared to leave with just one sentence. How could it be so easy? When she went back, she would be part of the Sword Clan again—Zhao Han's junior sister. What would she do to them?

If Yun Qianmo chose to leave after things settled, Ye Futian wouldn't snatch her fate. But she had to leave in this dangerous time after Ye Wuchen lost his arm. Ye Futian's mood went without saying.