"Is that all?" Jiang Yuheng asked, suddenly smiling as he stepped closer with his hands behind his back.
"O-of course! Don't tell me this lord misses you? Dream on, that's impossible!" Wang Dong deliberately emphasized, pressing a finger against Jiang Yuheng's forehead and pushing him back to where he had been.
"Yes, yes, yes. Let's hurry back."
The two walked leisurely toward the dormitories over the rain-soaked ground. In the past few months, it had been rare for them to have such relaxing time together.
Today, they had rarely slowed themselves down. Beneath the curtain of rain, an unusual feeling arose in both their hearts, yet neither spoke of it. They merely slowed their steps in tacit understanding.
"Yuheng, will the Martial Soul Department help you obtain your Spirit Ring, or the Soul Engineering Department?" Wang Dong asked.
"The Martial Soul Department. They're faster and more efficient," Jiang Yuheng said, looking up at the sky.
He had no choice. If Wang Dong found out he was going to the Far North, then no matter what he said, she would insist on coming with him.
That place was too dangerous. His abilities had yet to fully recover, and he had no way to guarantee her safety completely.
Wang Dong nodded, saying regretfully, "Then I'll be going home too. I'll try to return early. You have to be careful, and don't you dare get hurt!"
"Unfortunately, I have to go home to obtain my Spirit Ring. Otherwise, I would have gone with you."
"Next time!" Jiang Yuheng suddenly said, looking seriously at Wang Dong. "Next time, we'll obtain Spirit Rings together. I promise you."
Wang Dong looked at him, the corners of her lips lifting slightly as an indescribable feeling filled her heart.
"Okay!"
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