The cracks on her snow-white skin had completely vanished without a trace, and with them, her pale face gained a bit more color.
She paused, seemingly still in a haze, not quite understanding what was happening, but she quickly realized something, turned around, and looked back at the Blood Rain Demon Venerable with a bright, resplendent smile.
Indeed, he was worthy of being her master, so powerfully supreme. What of the Mountain Sea Demon Lord? Before her master, he was still so insignificant.
Her master had promised to protect her, and he would surely keep her safe. No one could dream of harming her in the slightest.
With that thought, the resolute color in her peach blossom eyes grew even more intense. She curled up in Fang Yang's arms, her eyes brimming with happiness, her face once again flush with a rosy hue, just like that of peach blossoms.
