"..."
Wei Wuyin stared at Liu Suyin's departing figure. Without her emotionless eyes and indifferent expression, she was a top-notch woman in any category, especially in talent, status, and beauty.
"Wait," Wei Wuyin calmly said. The departing figure in silver robes halted, her head turned just enough to give a sidelong glance. But before she could inquire, Wei Wuyin had already made his way to the unconscious Ye Ziling.
'Her aura is extremely stable. She should be fine despite experiencing the Artificial Link of Law.' Wei Wuyin thought in relief as he bent down to her side. He gingerly lifted her in a bridal carry, exerting the gentlest of touches. Her head soon rested comfortably against his shoulder, neck, and chest as she steadily breathed. She dug her head a little deeper as if seeking the warmth of Wei Wuyin's body by instinct.
