When Rong Zheng mentioned she would recount her memories of the Mist Tower, Tao Mian's heart tightened.

He knew what the Mist Tower was and could imagine the despair Rong Zheng felt when she was left there alone—his Fifth Disciple, such a proud person.

Listening to the first part, where Rong Zheng described how she had fallen to such a state, Tao Mian felt sorrowful for her.@@novelbin@@

But then Rong Zheng's tone shifted.

She said she had given up the thought of death.

At that moment, Rong Zheng glanced back, her dark eyes reflecting the dazzling lights of the Mist Tower, radiating an astonishing brilliance.

She turned to Tao Mian behind her, smiling with her eyes, revealing a glimpse of her porcelain-white teeth and two symmetrical dimples.

She was so proud of her decisive past self, like a mischievous child who had succeeded in a prank, or a rogue swordsman cutting through ropes with a blade.

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