Yan Ye knew that this matter couldn't be rushed, so he could only slowly coax her. "Although I know how to do it, it will never be as convenient as you knowing how to refine weapons. Although your ultimate killing technique is good, what if one day you learn other moves and need to use other weapons? If I'm not by your side, won't you have to rely on yourself?"
"Where are you going?" Almost reflexively, Beiting Huang turned around and grabbed Yan Ye's shoulder. "Where are you going without me?"
Seeing how nervous Beiting Huang was, Yan Ye felt extremely sad. He almost didn't dare to look into Beiting Huang's eyes. He turned his head slightly and looked at the cauldron in the refining room. "Of course I'll be with you, but I can't guarantee that I'll always be with you. Look, haven't we been apart for so long since we came out of the swamp?"
