Ah Xiruo suddenly had a feeling.
Luo Qiu, holding the Orb of Light in his hands, really looked like a child who had just received a beautiful glass marble... It made people want to gently pinch his cheek.
So he could be this pure after all.
At that moment, Ah Xiruo was somewhat transfixed.
She did not even know which one was the real him—not even though the two of them had already been intimately involved many times, and had even reached a state of soul complementation.
That woman... that black-hearted woman—had she always been able to see this pure side of him?
That black-hearted bitch. You really got the best deal...
"Actually, in some ways, I feel that he is very much like you, Miss Long," Luo Qiu said softly.
Ah Xiruo could not help but freeze for a moment. "What does that have to do with me?"
"Saving someone should not merely mean resolving one matter or one crisis." Boss Luo's voice slowly rang out, as if he were speaking to Kintoki.
Behind them, Kintoki scratched his head awkwardly upon hearing this.
He knew how crude his work had been... But the problem was, with his level, this was all he could do, wasn't it?
"The salvation I hope for... No, salvation should be a transformation, a fundamental transformation." Boss Luo studied the Orb of Light in his palm. It pulsed faintly, like a heartbeat. "At certain times, people truly need a hero, a savior. But if they could save themselves..."
Luo Qiu's palm slowly closed. The Orb of Light flickered between bright and dim, as if making some silent statement... As Boss Luo tightened his grip, the orb began to crack.
"But for you, it is too difficult, isn't it?" he said softly. "Yes. For everyone,