"I understand. Come on." Xia Fan nodded.
"..." The Fox Demon froze. "Aren't you going to think it over some more? What if I make a mistake, or deliberately slow down by a step—"
"But you'll give it everything you have, and I know that." Xia Fan sighed after speaking. "We haven't known each other for just a day or two. Why do you still doubt yourself? Isn't mutual trust what partners are supposed to have?"
Li suddenly felt something coil around her chest, leaving her stifled and faintly aching.
Yes... why had she said something like that?
Because she had never believed she could truly earn a human's trust?
Yet this Sorcery Art practitioner, who stood so high above others, was willing to let a Fox Demon who could not show herself in the light control him, and venture into danger when he could no longer move of his own accord. If that did not count as trust, what did?
Li bit her lip. "If that is so, I hope you're ready—"
With that, she cupped Xia Fan's cheeks and fiercely pulled him toward her.
Their faces instantly pressed together.
Too close!
Xia Fan could even feel that their nose tips had touched.
But the next moment, his attention was completely drawn into her eyes.
"Kan Technique of Mao, Soul Invocation!"
In an instant, Xia Fan felt himself falling into her eyes—it was a vast sea, bottomless and boundless. Countless colors rushed toward him. He seemed to see a topological web formed by nerves and myelin sheaths, and then seemed to glimpse stars filling the sky, formed from qi. Only when all those strange visions gathered once more into golden pupils did he realize that he was still standing where he was.
Xia Fan hesitantly moved his fingers. His