Provocation Again? Some People Just Love Courting Death...

The next day...

As usual, a black coat with ribbons wrapped around his entire body. The greatsword Sky Gazer, nearly as tall as he was, rested on his back, while Elucidator hung at his lower back. Standing at the doorway, Wu Yan turned sideways, and the hem of his coat swept through a graceful arc with his movement...

"Well then..." Wu Yan turned back, looked at Asuna and Yui standing at the door, and smiled faintly. "I'll be back soon..."

Hearing that, Asuna finally could not hold herself back and asked, "Do I really not need to go with you?..."

Wu Yan shook his head without hesitation. "If you go, who will take care of Yui?..."

Asuna gritted her teeth and looked at Yui in her arms. Unwillingly, she lowered her head. Moisture welled up in her eyes, but she forcibly kept it within her sockets, refusing to let it fall.

Asuna was worried—worried to death!

To Asuna, sitting at home and watching the person she loved head into battle while she herself waited safely for him to return was an incomparably painful and torturous thing.

The moment she thought that Wu Yan might leave and never return, Asuna felt as though she could barely breathe. Her heart felt as if a hand had twisted it into knots, wracked by intense pain every moment. She wanted to go with Wu Yan. Even if they died, at least they could die together. During the time she had been married to Wu Yan, Asuna had been happy every single day—so happy that it felt boundless. Now, she could no longer bear the thought of days without him!

If Yui were not here, Asuna would definitely have gone with Wu Yan. But that assumption simply did not hold true. Her daughter was right