High in the air, the airflow was steady, but Wu Sidu's body remained tense. Her hands had unconsciously clenched into fists, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.
Lu Jun could clearly sense the emotional fluctuations radiating from her—a mixture of tension, hatred, and excitement.
He fell silent for a moment, then raised his hand and gently placed it on Wu Sidu's smooth, beautifully contoured shoulder.
A faint yet exceptionally pure and tranquil stream of Ice Element Soul Power slowly flowed from his palm into Wu Sidu's body.
This cool energy was not meant for attack or defense. Instead, it flowed through her meridians like a clear spring, stimulating her mind, dispelling some of her fatigue, instantly clearing her head, and seeming to loosen her taut nerves ever so slightly.
Feeling the warmth of his hand on her shoulder and that cool, comfortable energy, Wu Sidu's body trembled faintly. She instinctively turned to look at Lu Jun.
What met her eyes was the undisguised concern on Lu Jun's handsome face.
His lips moved, as though he wanted to offer some words of comfort, but in the end, all the things he wanted to say became one slightly clumsy yet utterly sincere sentence:
"Don't be too nervous. Relax... everything will be alright."
He truly was not good at comforting others with flowery words, but these simple words and the look in his eyes carried more strength than any promise.
Wu Sidu looked at him, and the turbulence in her heart seemed to be soothed somewhat by that tranquil power.
She nodded firmly and let out a soft hum from her throat before turning back to look into the distance. The determination in her eyes grew even stronger.
The speed of Sword Control flight appeared unhurried, but it actually far surpassed