When he heard that she had been lashed with the Divine Whip forty-nine times and exiled to some unknown place, he felt as if his heart had been crushed and he could hardly breathe. Only then did he realize that perhaps he had made a mistake.
He admitted it: he regretted it. He regretted not waiting patiently, and recklessly rushing to the God Realm.
Not only had he harmed himself, he had harmed her as well.
It was also at that moment that he realized how weak he was. He swore that he would become powerful—powerful enough to run rampant throughout the Six Realms, so that no one could control him anymore, and no one would ever dare bully her again.
"Your brain couldn't really be this stupid, could it? At a time like this, you still haven't figured it out..." Seeing that he had remained silent for so long, Su Qiao couldn't help but start throwing another fit.
Ye Jinghan returned to reality from his memories. He hurriedly wrapped his large hand around her small hand, which was about to hit him, and pulled her into his arms. Resting his chin on top of her head, he slowly closed his eyes.
Phew.
Holding her felt wonderful, just as expected.
From the moment he saw her again, he had wanted to do this. He simply hadn't had an opportunity—or a way to smooth things over.
"Let go of me."
Because he had used too much force, Su Qiao had not only crashed into his arms, but had also had her head pressed down, her entire face buried in his hard chest.
After struggling for a long while without breaking free, her face turned bright red. She had nearly suffocated to death.
With no other choice, she forcefully pounded on his