Chou'er simply threw herself into Zhao Lang's arms, listening to his strong heartbeat; her panic-stricken heart calmed down a lot. "Zhao Lang, take me away! These dead people scare me so much! As long as you let me stay by your side, I am willing to wander the world with you!"
"Xin'er, you are so good!" Zhao Lang hugged Chou'er tightly, warming her with his body heat. His voice was very touching and gentle, "Silly Xin'er, even if you are willing to follow me, I am not! I don't want the woman I deeply love to suffer, nor do I want my Xin'er to wander and struggle with me."
"I have thick skin and can endure hardship, but Xin'er, you can't! You are the goddess in my heart, the woman I love the most. How could I let you suffer! Xin'er, do you know that from the moment I saw you, I deeply fell in love with you. At that time, I swore in my heart that I would protect you, spoil you, and never let you feel the slightest grievance!"
