The Most Brazen Subordinate

Xiao Yan was not a humble person, even though he often had words like "luck" and "good fortune" on his lips.

On the contrary, as the talented youth of Wutan City back then, confidence had long been etched into his bones. Even when he had once fallen into despair, the impulse buried in his heart had kept him unwilling to remain ordinary.

And because of that, as the power behind the girl gradually surfaced, Xiao Yan's first feeling was not fearful trepidation, but unprecedented excitement.

Strength was not frightening. What was frightening was the unknown.

And now, having seen the full extent of the Soul Hall, he no longer needed to worry about being trapped in the fog. He finally had a goal worth striving for.

He wanted to marry Hun Ruoruo.

No matter how terrifying and unpredictable the Soul Clan might be, nor how the world regarded them as venomous serpents and scorpions, none of that lay within his considerations. As long as Hun Ruoruo agreed, Xiao Yan did not care what anyone else thought.

Hun Ruoruo stared fixedly at him. A lively glimmer quietly flashed through her starry eyes, as though the emptiness in her heart had suddenly been filled, making her heartbeat race wildly.

Thump, thump. Thump, thump.

Somewhat flustered, she pressed against Xiao Yan's chest and blurted out, "W-Why are you suddenly being so serious? It's not even an important occasion. There should be a limit to how mushy you can get, right?"

Xiao Yan's heart was pounding just as fiercely, yet he stubbornly held her without letting go. In a muffled voice, he said, "Someone's eyeing you. I don't like it."

"Huh?"

Hun Ruoruo's eyes widened. "What nonsense are you talking about? Who would dare eye me?"

"I'm not talking nonsense. Those restaurants in the