Nan Hua stood still.
She looked at Feng Yu Hua, who was taller than her and hugged her tightly without any emotions. Even if she didn't feel comfortable in this distance, but Nan Hua knew very well that she could protect herself even if Feng Yu Hua wanted to do something.
It just that Feng Yu Hua had no malicious intention.
"Are you not afraid?" Nan Hua asked. Her voice was extremely low, "I have a hundred ways to kill you in this distance."
"Even if I'm not this close to you, you have another hundred ways to kill me. Why should I continue to feel afraid?" Feng Yu Hua sobbed.
Nan Hua was silent.
That was also true.
Facing against someone who was much more powerful than you and able to control your own life and death, it made no sense to feel fear and worry all the time. In the end, they would only feel that their nerve was too tense and tired.
"Why are you crying?" Nan Hua asked.
"I don't know." Feng Yu Hua was still sobbing.
