She leaned against the tree trunk, barely managing to steady herself. The other hand hanging at her side was clenched so tightly that her nails dug deep into her palm, drawing blood that slowly dripped from her fingertips onto the grass below, blooming into faint red stains. Yet she felt no pain at all; every sensation was drowned out by the excruciating agony in her heart.Her complexion shifted from deathly pale to ashen, the coldness in her eyes surging to its peak. The rims of her eyes, once slightly reddened, now held only a chilling murderous intent. It was a hatred suppressed for nearly a thousand years, ignited in this instant, yet forcibly pressed down in her gaze, not daring to reveal even a trace.She knew that the more flustered and grief-stricken she became at this moment, the more she would be manipulated by Mystic Vale. She had to remain calm, had to ask clearly, had to find an opportunity with Mystic Vale.After a while, she finally forced out a
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