The two Leng Yueyan’s had vanished, and Long Chen looked at the swirling sand and dust around him, feeling like he was dreaming.

“She left just like that?”

This was Long Chen’s first time feeling like this. He felt lost and empty. 

“Long Chen, I might not have admired anyone else in my lifetime, but you I admire. You even managed to get involved with a god. Amazing,” praised Evilmoon.

“Did you know it from the start?!” raged Long Chen.

“Cough, to tell the truth, I only had some suspicions. I was never able to confirm anything. But there was nothing I could do. Some things can’t be randomly spoken about, or the one bearing this karma would be you,” said Evilmoon hastily.

Long Chen snorted, not believing that excuse. He felt that Evilmoon was becoming more of a conner as time passed. Although it followed him through life and death, sometimes it was just a huge conman.

Long Chen looked up at the sky and then at his own hands.

“What, are you pondering over that feeling?” snickered Evilmoon.

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