"It's okay, it's okay, the concentration of magic in your body isn't enough to harm me. Don't worry about me getting injured. If you want to talk to me, then come closer," Luo'er said gently, offering comfort.
"Wow," upon hearing Luo'er's soft tone, Fulajie'er found it even harder to control her emotions, throwing herself onto Luo'er's neck and sobbing uncontrollably.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I didn't protect you..." Fulajie'er said loudly, full of guilt.
"Don't say that, you did your best. In the end, it's the enemy who was too cunning," Luo'er took a deep breath, feeling the pain from the dilation of his body's vessels at that moment.
After a long cry, Fulajie'er finally managed to stop her tears and sniffled forcefully.
"How's Ziang?" Luo'er looked down at Cheng Ziang, whom he had managed to support, and asked.
"Oh, after you were injured, he stayed and looked after you with me. He didn't sleep all night," Fulajie'er replied truthfully.
