Hearing Jiang Mian make the same solemn promise, the blazing emotions in Ye Chenyang's heart were ignited once more.
"Mian Mian..."
He held Jiang Mian tightly, their skin pressed together as they shared each other's warmth.
After seeing the documents Zhao Niugao had left behind, Ye Chenyang couldn't help but wonder:
What would things be like now if there were no Jiang Mian?
Without question, the [Cataclysm] faction's power had been utterly unmatched, creating the current one-sided situation.
If it had been only him, he would probably still be disguising himself while plotting to root out the mole, right?
In any case, things could never have progressed this quickly. At the very least, it would have been delayed by several years, and many people would have died along the way.
And before he had eliminated every apex Calamity other than her, that ultimate existence beyond the Mist might even have made its move ahead of time.
When that time came, what kind of despair would await them?
Though Ye Chenyang had yet to figure out how to deal with it, the thought of Jiang Mian by his side filled him with tremendous drive and confidence once again.
He already had a "home" of his own behind him. He absolutely could not fall so easily!
"Baby?"
Sensing the shift in his emotions, Jiang Mian gently caressed his cheek.
"Mian Mian, you must have guessed my secret a long time ago, right?"
Ye Chenyang lightly took hold of her wrist.
It was so slender, so light it seemed almost weightless—yet these very hands held enough power to effortlessly destroy an entire city.
"Why did you suddenly say that?"
Jiang Mian froze for a moment.
She had long suspected that Ye Chenyang might be a Reincarnator, but she had never asked.
Because she