Hearing Yang Na call him Ji Zai, Li Huowang stood there as though struck by lightning.
Just then, Zhao Shuangdian walked over and said by Li Huowang's ear, "Honestly, she finally found something she wants to do. Just let her do it."
"Look, she's clearly in much better spirits now. Do you really have to turn her back into how she was before—cowering in the corner of her bed, doing nothing, her head full of thoughts of how to kill herself?"
"Besides, there's no need to worry about her safety. Since time will ultimately rewind anyway, what are you afraid of? That she'll get hurt?"
Meanwhile, Yang Na continued pouring out her heart. "You're a Siming, and I'm a Siming too! I'm not your possession! I don't need your protection!"
"This concerns the fate of every Siming in White Jade Capital! I can't run away! Look at me! I'm the Siming who governs death and mercy!"
As she spoke, Yang Na's voice gradually sank. "Huowang, I wronged you in the past. Let me be of some use, please. Only then will I feel a little better."
"Otherwise, I'll always feel like I was the one who brought you to this state. If I hadn't called the police last time, you wouldn't have..." Yang Na's voice caught in her throat.
Li Huowang pulled her into his arms and stroked the back of her head. His trembling lips parted several times before he finally forced himself to say cheerfully, "Good! Ji Zai congratulates the Unborn Mother on her Return to Position! With you joining us, the Siming on the other side will definitely be no match for us!"
Still holding Yang Na, Li Huowang turned around and looked coldly at Zhao Shuangdian and Qing Wanglai. He took out his phone and sent