Aya froze, couldn't help but laugh. "Senior Sister Isolde, aren't those words a bit too extreme?"
"Taryn is the eldest legitimate son of the Lark family. I've heard of him since I was a child."
"The two of us joined the Divine Blade Sect to become powerhouses of the Sword Dao. How could his motives be unclear?"
She teased. "Senior Sister Isolde, speaking like this... could it be you yourself have fallen for Junior Brother Taryn?"
Isolde fell silent briefly. Her smile becoming somewhat complicated.
Once upon a time, she indeed had liked this man.
It was just that at the time, even she herself didn't realize it was a form of liking. She had simply relied on him without any misgivings. Taking his sacrifices for her completely for granted.
Later, she met Knox, whom she believed to be her true love. Willingly sacrificed everything for a man who had never sacrificed a single thing for her.
Ultimately, she lost so miserably that she was left with absolutely nothing.
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