Buddha Fate (35)

Before she left, Fu Yue gently closed the door. Through the half-opened door, she took one last look at Fan Xiu. That gaze was extremely dark, as if she could not help but want to say something, but she held it back.

He turned around.

Step by step, he left.

The red-robed demoness's beautiful eyes were deep and complicated. The pale moonlight from the night sky sprinkled down and vaguely hit her face.

'Why…'

Fu Yue could feel that Fan Xiu had feelings for her.

He had indulged her wanton mischief time and time again, even violating the creed he had always adhered to and allowing her to run amok in the cultivation world.

Rather than saying that Fan Xiu did not love her, it was more like he was unwilling to admit that he loved her.

Thinking of Fan Xiu's identity, Fu Yue stopped in her tracks. She seemed to have thought of something.