Chu Yihan spoke in a composed tone, "I trust you, but I won't allow anyone to harm you. If you're determined to compete with him, I'll ensure he won't get the chance."
"Don't tell me you intend to..." Su Yingxue sensed Chu Yihan's chilling intent.
"To kill him." Chu Yihan remained calm as he said this.
Su Yingxue immediately shook her head. "No! Even if I want him dead, I want him to accept it willingly."
If it were someone else, Chu Yihan would not have given her the chance to argue.
To ensure her safety, he was ready to send someone to end Saint Ruan's life.
But Su Yingxue wouldn't allow it.
So, he refrained from giving that order.
Seeing him silent for a while, Su Yingxue tried persuading him with kind words, almost exhausting her words.
Just when she thought she couldn't sway Chu Yihan...
Chu Yihan's large palm landed on her head, gently rubbing her hair. "I will protect you."
