Zhuo Junyue never knew that when the little thing got angry, she resembled a tiny lion with its fur all puffed up.
Looking at her like that, how could he bear it?
"Idiot, I'm doing this for your own good, do you know that?"
Su Ningyan walked over and sat down beside him, holding his hand and nodding.
"I know you're doing it for my sake, but you have to believe me, we'll be together, forever, till our hair turns white. Both An An and I are considered to be from the spiritual clan, you remember our daughter, don't you? Didn't she say she has the 'Heaven's Eye'? Maybe she can help us find the entrance. Uncle, can you hold on, please? If you die, I can't go on living either."
Zhuo Junyue sighed softly with a mixture of helplessness and warmth in his heart.
"Fool, you just won't listen. What am I supposed to do with you?"
