"You're not worthy."
Xiao replied with a dry gaze and voice, shocking Li Lun. Her eyes widened, her body trembled, while her Qi became troubled within her. Seeing this, Xiao once again inwardly shook his head, and his hand moved forward as he caught hers. A chilling silence now filled the room. Xiao sat beside Li Lun, holding her hand. It took some time, but she did calm down. Seeing it, Xiao continued,
"Why does all this fear fill you?"
He asked, looking at the girl who seemed to have lost her world as she lay on the headrest, her head to the top.
"Why would what others say affect you? Would they be there with you on your death? Would they go out of their way to fight for you? Or would they try to save you?"
