“Got it. That means we don’t have an alternative aside from fighting,” said Tianming.

“It doesn’t matter. We have no regrets if we die for the sect and Her Eminence.” Xuanyuan Muxue squeezed out a smile.

“Are you guys trying to hypnotize yourselves?” Tianming asked.

“We aren’t. But the blood flowing in our veins taught us to die with pride, not with our tails between our legs. I might only be seventeen, but I’m not afraid of death.” Xuanyuan Muxue said with her eyes red.

“Not bad. Your words touched even me,” commented Tianming.

“What about you? Are you going to join?” Xuanyuan Muxue asked.

“What else? Am I just going to let them force us to hand Her Eminence over to be killed?” Tianming roared. Tianming looked like a ferocious bloodthirsty beast.

“You lost your composure. It looks like Her Eminence is important to you,” said Xuanyuan Muxue.

“Sorry.” Tianming took a deep breath to calm himself down, but his blood was still boiling. He gnashed his teeth whenever he thought of Feiling...