She had always been surrounded by suitors, and surely there was no shortage of charming sweet-talkers. He feared that he was too serious and rigid, while girls like sweet words. Compared to others, he felt he might lose.
Mu Xiangwan laughed and playfully uttered, "Not necessarily... if you don't do well, I'll definitely despise you."
Su Chaoyang gave a pampering smile. His extreme weakness following his song made him increasingly lethargic. He leaned against a tree trunk and started to doze off.
Crossing the river was no longer feasible. Even in this woodland, despite the tracker inside him, they couldn't be sure of being found in time.
On the contrary, it was, after all, Shentu Yun's territory. If his remaining supporters chanced upon them while on the run, with his current state, he had no fighting spirit left...
What should they do? Su Chaoyang, with his eyes closed, was swiftly considering their escape plan in his mind.
