The most vehemently opposed to this marriage was Sang Luo, the sect leader of Xianxia Sect.

I thought it was another story of intense love and suffering, where you love me, I love her, and she loves him.

But then Sang Luo sneaked into my bedroom in the middle of the night, without a word, she hugged me and ran.

While flying on the sword in mid-air, Sang Luo shouted against the wind, with intermittent words, "Miss, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I came to save you. Lin Huai is a pervert, run fast."

Me: "?"

I wanted to cry but had no tears.

Why does everyone claim they're not a bad person?

Yet their actions are more unpredictable than mine, a demon.

We hadn't flown for long when Lin Huai caught up with us.

The two of them fought in the air.

Nobody cared that I fell from mid-air.

Once again, I faced a choice.

Between letting myself fall to my death or using magic and risk being discovered and killed by the Taoist priest.

At the critical moment, Lin Huai finally noticed and caught me in time.

I had a pale face, collapsed in his arms, trembling, crying as if my heart was broken.

This time, it wasn't an act, it was truly heartfelt.

What is it they say about "when immortals fight, mortals suffer"?

This is it!

I almost believed that my little life would end today.

Sang Luo looked at me embarrassingly and said, "I'm sorry."

Lin Huai, still calm and gentle, but with a cold murderous aura in his words, said, "Sang Luo, do you think I dare not kill you?"

Sang Luo instantly lost control, drew her sword, and shouted loudly, "Come on! Kill me! If you don't kill, you're my grandson!"

Well, well, well. What a character.

If the timing was right, I would have applauded for her.