Chapter 1075 Taking Pulse
- Neil shook his head weakly and clung tightly to his harp. His eyes filled with a sense of defeat. “No. I must find that person. I have to give my Songbird to them... Songbird must be given to them. Otherwise, I'd rather take Songbird to my grave!”
- He seemed utterly fragile, as if he would pass on at any moment.
- Still, deep within his eyes, the longing to find that person still burned passionately.