Ji Han sniffled. She suddenly buried her head in Lu Benwei's arms.
Lu Benwei's body suddenly stiffened, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge. However, Ji Han was faster than him. Her two arms wrapped around Lu Benwei.
Hearing Ji Han's soft sobs, Lu Benwei helplessly lowered his raised hand.
The moonlight was clear and cold.
Lu Benwei felt Ji Han's hot breath and rubbed her hair. "Tomorrow, let's go back to the Ji Clan's stronghold and take a look. Then, we'll go to the Jiang Clan."
Unexpectedly, Ji Han rejected Lu Benwei's suggestion.
"It's useless. What's gone has already passed away and can never come back. Revenge against the Jiang Clan... How many children like me will lose their father?"
Wiping her tears, Ji Han said, "In the Southern Desert Continent, the strong prey on the weak. Even without the Jiang Clan, there will be other clans that want to fight with us. Why can't we all live in peace?"
