Yan Yuezhi felt so irritated and angry that she had the urge to end these people.
She was getting angrier by the second.
When she heard the woman speak, she almost lashed out.
She was almost about to use her ultimate move to exterminate them.
At the peak of her fury, she restrained herself.
She didn't feel any better as she looked at the people gathered there.
Instead, she felt even worse.
She glanced at the heavily wounded Dole and the astonished crowd behind him.
She looked furious. Anyone could push her off the edge with a simple word.
It was quite unusual.
After a while, she sensed something as if witnessing a transformation from the depths of her soul.
She saw a scene of bloodshed.
It was the arrogance of youth and a question posed to the heavens.
The book in her hand began to emit a faint light. The contents flashed through her mind like a whispered song.