The Repulsion Between Kindred

"Lord Shen Yi, Wen Ke'er, is there still any chance of saving her?"

Xilos let out a slight sigh of relief and anxiously looked toward Shen Yi and the silent Wen Ke'er beside him.

Before Shen Yi could say anything, Wen Ke'er—whose expression had already been stiff, as if she had been holding back countless words—looked even worse after hearing Mei Fu's answer.

Even after Xilos spoke, she still had not come back to her senses.

Her pair of dark green eyes remained fixed on Mei Fu's phantom before her, as though she wanted to speak but hesitated.

"What do you want to say?"

One look at Wen Ke'er told Shen Yi that she was hiding plenty of thoughts again. What he hated most was when people around him acted like Wen Ke'er.

To hell with the Elf race, Mei Fu, and all that nonsense. Even if Xilos said right now that she no longer wanted to deal with any of this, Shen Yi would not blame her.

As long as she gave Shen Yi a suitable reason, even if the sky fell, he would hold it up for her.

"No, husband."

"Her answer was more or less what I expected."

Xilos's voice suddenly reached Shen Yi alone through their Mental Link.

"What is going on with you?"

His face remained expressionless, but Xilos had contacted him this way instead of speaking aloud. That did not look like nothing was wrong.

"It's nothing, husband."

"I think we should try to be more wary of Xilos from now on."

Wen Ke'er looked cold. After thinking for a long time, she glanced at Fei Mi, who was already growing impatient, and established a Mental Link with Shen Yi as well.

"Ah—"

As soon as Fei Mi joined, she heard Wen Ke'er let