Upon hearing what Zhou Bai had said, Zhao Yue's heart immediately filled with a strong sense of defiance, as if someone had stabbed her in the chest—her instinctive reaction was to object.
After all, the Zhao Family had made such tremendous sacrifices; her parents and elders had offered their Primordial Spirits for the slim hope of humanity, yet they still couldn't kill Zhou Bai.
At this moment, Zhou Bai's words sounded exceedingly harsh to her ears, almost as if mocking their weakness and sacrifices.
She glared at Zhou Bai and said, "What do you know? Resist? You can't resist anything..."
Zhou Bai spread his hand wide, and a powerful suction force directly pulled Zhao Yue over, grabbing her neck tightly.
Their eyes met fiercely, as if countless sparks and flashes of lightning were passing through the void.
Zhou Bai looked at Zhao Yue and said, "If you want to make a move, if you want to fight—well, who's stopping you? Go fight whoever you want!"
