Sitting beside Wen Xin, Chu Yunxuan noticed Wen Xin was constantly picking at her fingers. She gently held Wen Xin's hand, wrapping it warmly in her own.
"Mu Chengxi, that troublemaker, has endured all sorts of hardships. He'll be fine. I've already alerted the Chou Alliance and people from Continent M. If anything happens, we'll tear a hole in the Independent State."
"You know how powerful your own empire is. You need to stay calm."
"It's not that I can't handle the Independent State. I'm afraid time isn't on our side. I can't bear to think about what if..."
Wen Xin pulled her hand away from Chu Yunxuan's grasp and covered her face with it. Desperation seeped from her voice. She was genuinely scared, scared that she might be too late.
She couldn't imagine a life without Mu Chengxi, fearing she would have to return to that dark world.
She wasn't afraid of darkness; she was afraid of not having him.
"Miss, we've arrived..."
