Watching Turing Chen kneeling on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
Yan Nai'er could hardly believe her eyes. Was this still the unrestrained and carefree Liu Chen from before? Was this still the dashing young noble who regarded power and wealth as worth no more than dirt?
To beg for his life while kneeling on the ground in such a way?
Was it that she never truly understood him, or had Liu Chen changed?
In any case, Turing Chen's act of kneeling had a profound impact on Yan Nai'er, even giving her a sense of upheaval.
But what he said was true. When they had taken risks together in the past, Liu Chen's martial arts skills far surpassed hers, and he had saved her life numerous times, protecting her by putting himself in harm's way.
Indeed, Yan Nai'er owed him a debt of gratitude for saving her life many times.
By all rights, and considering their past, she ought to let him go.
