C378 Before the Southern Road Congress

Ling Xiaoxiao stood in the doorway and looked at me with a complicated expression.

I didn't move at all. Instead, I asked myself from the bottom of my heart, do I really have to end it in this way?

This scar was indeed left in my heart and became an injury that I would never be able to recover from.

The problem was, was this scar even important?

It was indeed very important