Thousand Hands Granny knew Hua Min'er was stubborn. She would rather die than marry Li Huo. A decision gradually took shape in her heart: if Ling Tian did not come, or could not save Hua Min'er, she would personally put an end to her suffering. And if Ling Tian did come, she would risk her life to create an opportunity for the two of them.
Seeing that Thousand Hands Granny had made up her mind, Hua Min'er let out a breath of relief. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and her face filled with alarm. "Granny, no! This is a trap. If Ling Tian comes, he'll surely die. There are nearly a thousand experts at the Heavenly Immortal level..."
"I know the odds are slim, but we have to try." Thousand Hands Granny murmured. Then her tone abruptly shifted. "Little girl, you're worried about your sweetheart, aren't you? Didn't you used to go on and on about what you'd do to him? And now..."
"Granny, you know what things were like between us..." Hua Min'er's pretty face flushed faintly, but when she thought of the trap, worry filled her expression. "No, we can't let him come. If he does, he'll surely die. Granny, could you send him a message and tell him not to come?"
"Girl, didn't you say Ling Tian was stubborn to the extreme? Do you think he'd listen if I tried to dissuade him?" Thousand Hands Granny asked in return. Seeing Hua Min'er fall silent, she continued, "Besides, you've said that boy Ling Tian is brilliant and has countless methods at his disposal. He always manages to turn danger into safety. I don't think he has no chance of rescuing you."
Remembering how Ling Tian had said, "I'll come," without the slightest hesitation, Hua Min'er knew he would