"Myria…"
Bing Luli pursed her lips, her mind rapidly swirling to bring out some apt advice.
"Why not just share this with him…?"
In the end, she gave up and threw the stick back to Myria, causing the latter's expression to freeze.
"I'm afraid of the conclusion as you are…"
Myria's expression turned concerned as she looked away.
"What if he says that he had enough…? I want us to wait so that we may be able to deal with calamities better when we're stronger, as strong as an Empyrean at the very least. However, if the wait is too long… I don't want him to hate me…"
"Never."
Bing Luli confidently replied, "Perhaps you are a clumsy woman who is not able to see this, but for the past few years, who has he pursued relentlessly? It's you. There's no way he could come to hate you if you properly explain things."
She shook her head, causing Myria to reconsider some matters.
