Lu Jiang wrapped his arm around her shoulders dismissively, "What's there to be afraid of? I am of upright spirit, easily warding off ghosts and deities. Besides, the ones appearing before my eyes are still people, so there's even less reason to be frightened."
Though his words were not sweet nothings, they considerably eased Feng Qingxue's mind.
At that moment, she didn't need sweet words, but the plain truth from Lu Jiang.
"Ajiang, I don't know why I'm here, because I come from a world that's affluent, free, with advanced information, and a colorful life, and I've never believed in ghosts or spirits." Feng Qingxue hesitated before starting off this way.
Lu Jiang said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to say it, then don't; to me, you are you, no one else."
