Xing felt weak, physically and emotionally. The one stomping in her feet mercilessly used his elbow to push her away and she fell in the floor.
"Such insolence", he mumbled not knowing how his each word and action is butchering the heart of the one he swore to protect and held close to him even when the heavens stood against them and he walked away from her. For him, she looked no different than any other woman who'd try to get a man by any means necessary.
Xing looked at the gloomy skies outside and didn't know what happened but there seemed to be heavy winds outside showing her mood. She didn't even knew her mood is the one affecting the weather.
"How are you feeling? ", Zhu Rong smirked at Xing who was on her knees but Xing did not have the mood to listen to her provocation and she tried to stand up but her legs gave out.