Yan Sea was incredulous. He never imagined Su Yue would forgive him. He had already betrayed her deep feelings for ten years—was he to betray them yet again?
His hands trembled as he slowly wrapped his arms around Su Yue.
"I'm sorry… I…"
Before he could finish, Su Yue cut him off, her voice gentle yet firm.
"If you're going to that battlefield to die, I'll go with you, avenge you, and then collect your body. I'm also at the peak of the Gang Qi Realm now. But before all that, you owe me a wedding. You've owed me for ten years."
Su Yue understood the man before her. She knew exactly what choice he would make.
"You…"
Yan Sea's throat felt raw, and countless words caught there, unspoken.
Without waiting for Yan Sea to collect his thoughts, Su Yue pressed on:
"Yan Sea, I need an explanation. Not an explanation for me, but about what really happened after that great battle back then. Why did you leave without a word, and what is your situation now?
