The Pinnacle Of Life

Ynes Larkin couldn’t have imagined that things would have gone this far!

She felt extremely regretful right now. If it wasn’t that day under the waterfall when Alex had fallen on her if she hadn’t chased after him so hysterically… If she hadn’t allowed anyone to know about the bra hanging off Alex’s belt being hers, it would have never escalated to this point. On the surface, everything would still be fine.

However, no medicine in this world could cure regret. She had made the wrong decision and had not only ruined herself but disgraced her master and the people in her sect.

At the end of the day, it was all her own fault.

The more she thought of it, the more powerless and regretful she felt. Ynes didn’t want to explain anymore. By now, no one was willing to listen to her. Even her master didn’t want to.

“I’m sorry!”

any use of apologizing? Will my Yorkshire Palace regain its reputation? Will people pretend that nothing has happened? The wrath of

finally let out an exasperated sigh. “Ynes, I picked you up and raised you. It is my fault for not teaching you correctly. So, I will take your life in

raised her chin slightly. “Go ahead and do it, Master. I

Swoosh!

out her long

“Stop!”

himself and said something. The matter with Ynes was his fault, and he felt responsible for it. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t overcome the hurdle in his heart. In addition, he really disliked Breena as

my Yorkshire Palace to become the biggest laughing stock of all the sects in Western Ridges. All of

Yggdrasil’s face paled as she faced Breena, who was brimming

to the bottom, it was still a huge obstacle in Hermioen’s eyes.

the other hand,

self-serving

right now?” Breena growled as she raised her sword and pointed it at

love yourself, and you’re fanning the flames of your own ego. You’re egoistic and selfish. Do you really believe the words of others? You didn’t even bother to check the truth of the matter, but just because some others whispered a few words in your ears, you were already prepared to kill your own disciple… You don’t