The room was very quiet.
The tall man held the slender girl tightly, his breath trembling.
Ruan Qi stretched out her small hand, as if coaxing a child, gently stroking his back.
Neither of them spoke.
After an unknown amount of time, the man's voice slowly rose beside her ear.
"The Xi Family's martial arts are extremely domineering and bloodthirsty. The higher the practitioner's strength, the more easily their temperament is influenced."
Ruan Qi stopped patting his back and softly 'mmhmed' in agreement.
"During the year my mother was pregnant, our enemies took advantage of her weakness and captured her. To save my mother, my father was poisoned," Xi Jiu's voice was hoarse, "He didn't want my mother to worry, so he used his Vigor Energy to suppress the toxicity. Two days later, when he brought my mother back home, his body could no longer bear it."
