Lin Lanxin quietly stayed in Su Chen's arms, her beautiful face full of longing, joy…
The two did not speak, enjoying the time that belonged to them alone.
It was hard to tell how much time had passed.
Su Chen let her go.
"Lanxin, I'm sorry…" Su Chen looked into Lin Lanxin's pure eyes and apologized.
"Why sorry?" Lin Lanxin smiled, lifting her slender jade hands to smooth out the wrinkles on Su Chen's clothes.
"I'm just sorry!" Su Chen hesitated to continue.
"Su Chen, you're going to the Divine Martial Continent… right?" Lin Lanxin suddenly said with a smile, an extra hint of pride on her stunning face: "It's even earlier than I had imagined—by at least three years! Su Chen, I'm proud of you!"
Upon hearing Lin Lanxin's words, Su Chen's pupils shrank violently… and he became completely stunned.
This... this... How is this possible? How would Lanxin know about the Divine Martial Continent? Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
