"If you want to stay alive, then you will want to let go of me," Shen Yuan mustered his strength to spit a last warning to whoever was holding him. His head was too heavy for him to lift, so he didn't get a chance to look at whoever had captured his slender wrist.
All he knew was that this person had a ridiculously big hand capable of snapping his without the protection of his magical powers. Lastly, it was an alpha with a comforting scent of blooming lavender.
Suddenly, Shen Yuan opened his eyes wide when a realization hit him like a bullet train.
"Bai Tingfeng?" he breathily asked.
The celestial fox spirit felt someone touching his face and gently supporting him through his chin to raise his head.
"You always make me worry when you are not in my sight," Bai Tingfeng said, worry completely etched on his face.
