"Alas... why bother?" The Silver Masked Man stood on the back of a flight creature with strange-shaped wings, slowly rising, appearing before everyone’s eyes, looking at Luo Qianqian with a touch more tenderness in his eyes.

"I won’t harm you, once we handle things here, we’ll leave." The voice of the Silver Masked Man was somewhat hoarse, but it was evident he had his own thoughts.

Luo Qianqian tugged at the corners of her mouth, unable to manage a smile, lightly tugging the corners: "Senior brother..."

"I’ll do the things you can’t bear to do." The Silver Masked Man smiled: "We’ll watch how this small island country flaunts itself!"

That smile seemed to soothe Luo Qianqian, ’Don’t worry, the things you can’t do, I’ll help you complete.’

The sky remained overcast, an unknown wind swirling around everyone, carrying a touch of calm and chill.

Though it was winter, everyone maintained optimal battle attire, not wrapped in thick clothing.

A glimmer flashed in Luo Qianqian’s eyes, quietly watching the person in the sky.

"Jimo Cheng, isn’t it?" Tang Tianyi naturally heard Luo Qianqian’s barely detectable call, making him feel a bit uneasy.

He didn’t know what attitude to adopt towards this person; calling him a rival in love seemed off, especially when he let go of Luo Qianqian’s hand during Tang Tianyi’s impending downfall, and always helped her when she needed it. How should he see him as a rival?

But the current stance was clear, they were on opposing sides. Yet... the other side didn’t seem intent on being enemies with Luo Qianqian? But those eyes... those eyes...

The title of former fiancé that hung over Jimo Cheng’s head made Tang Tianyi uncomfortable. Yet, he had to admit the kindness he showed Luo Qianqian, even wanting to thank him. It was thanks to him accompanying Luo Qianqian that she got through those times.

Perhaps because of him, Luo Qianqian had the opportunity to enter this world.

But why did he feel that the current Jimo Cheng had become such a figure, with some relation to Luo Qianqian?

Instinctively walking forward, coming to Luo Qianqian’s side, looking at that resolute figure, and flamboyant face, truly it’s a great pressure...

Even Luo Qianqian wondered if she’d done something wrong.

Why did the once gentle man become so terrifying? And why could he remain clear-headed amidst the Otherworld’s creatures’ invasion? She did not understand, or perhaps, she did not dare to think.

The exotic beast was recklessly trampling the land before them, tall buildings were instantly demolished efficiently and swiftly.

And watching as the leafless trees were destroyed beyond repair.

Luo Qianqian quietly watched the grass and wood in front of her, skyscrapers disappearing without a trace in an instant, her face devoid of sadness or joy, just watching quietly.

"Qhianqhian..." Tang Tianyi, seeing Luo Qianqian like this, felt a bit worried, gently holding her arm.

"I’m fine." Luo Qianqian lightly shook her head, not turning, quietly watching that figure in white in the sky, standing out amidst the black exotic beasts, but why did she feel a bit of sorrow?

Why did Jimo Cheng walk this path now? She simply could not understand.

Once, he was excellent enough to be stopped on the street for confessions, even knowing he had a girlfriend.

Once, he was radiant and graceful, every gesture made hearts race.

Once, he was gentle and handsome, making people lose themselves in his tenderness, even without such intentions.

At this moment, she even thought, if the divorce had not happened, would the current Jimo Cheng not be like this?

Those blood-red eyes...

"Tang Tianyi." The person in the sky quietly looked at the two, seemingly devoid of emotional fluctuation.

Tang Tianyi lifted his head, hostility surfacing.

Jimo Cheng suddenly laughed, if it weren’t for the connection here, maybe they could have become good friends?

"Would you dare to fight? Just a touch." Jimo Cheng calmly extended his right index finger to Tang Tianyi, lightly curling it upwards.

Tang Tianyi looked at him, stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Alright."

Lightly rising, pausing opposite Jimo Cheng.

Tang Tianyi understood they could not possibly avoid confrontation, if they didn’t fight, the Island country’s side would find cause to condemn them. They clearly had the justified position now, no reason to turn advantage into disadvantage.

They spoke with some dialect, so even on-site translators found it cloudy and hard to understand.

Luo Qianqian did not stop them, still quietly observing.

Then Yan stepped forward, slightly furrowing his brow: "You recognize?"

"Mm, that’s my junior brother." Luo Qianqian looked at the silver mask, a bit of nostalgia flickering in her eyes.

"But he clearly has..."

"He is also my former fiancé." Luo Qianqian continued.

No matter the emotions in his eyes or the stern redness, she knew it all, hence unable to make any decisions.

She preferred to believe that Jimo Cheng spoke truth, that after dealing with the Island country, he’d leave.

Standing opposed to Jimo Cheng, she was truly reluctant.

Even if at this moment Jimo Cheng killed her, she’d have no complaints.

During the toughest times, it was Jimo Kong who stepped up, saving her like a Heavenly God, while the Xu Family and Han Family made her extremely anxious.

And when Jimo Cheng faced difficulties, his first reaction was to terminate their engagement, ensuring she wouldn’t be implicated, quietly departing.

Luo Qianqian truly couldn’t fathom how to face this person, the heart feeling dull and uncomfortable.

Yan sighed slightly at this, patting Luo Qianqian’s shoulder.

Since they knew Luo Qianqian was from this world, they’d thought of what past she might have had, after all Tang Tianyi had appeared before them before, although later mysteriously vanished, also mysteriously absent from Luo Qianqian’s memory.

Yet, at this moment, he didn’t know what to say.

Tang Tianyi held a dagger out to Jimo Cheng: "Use this, we’re alike." In his hand was evidently a talisman tool from Luo Qianqian.

Jimo Cheng took it, playing with it in his hand for a moment, nodded: "If I hurt you, she’ll be upset."

"Mutually."

Tang Tianyi knew well, although Luo Qianqian might not love Jimo Cheng, yet their bond was beyond his influence, knowing the past clearly, he was grateful too.

The blades collided, sparks flying, neither moved their feet nor gave a life-and-death aura, yet their hands swiftly parried, fast to the point of being almost obscure.