Bab 922: Chapter 922: Without Mask

Mingyu saw the portrait of the man and grew shocked. It looked like she just saw a ghost. She froze in place as she stared at the portrait.

"This? How do you have this portrait?" She asked as she hastily took the portrait from Long Chen.

"So I was right. Is he Tricion Prince that killed your brother?" Even though her reaction had already made everything clear, Long Chen still asked to confirm.

Mingyu's face was already pale as past memories about her brother kept flooding her head. The sight of her dead brother kept attacking her head. She doesn't shake off those visuals from her head. Her eyes grew wet.

Long Chen felt like he shouldn't have don't this like this. He should've been more subtle. It was because of him that Mingyu was being plagued by those memories again that she had hardly managed to place behind her.

He stepped closer to Mingyu and took the portrait from her hand, and sent that in her Ancient Ring. He instantly hugged her firmly.