"Xun'er, thank you for this as well. Now that I've broken through to Dou Saint, once we finish this journey to the Heavenly Curtain, I'll personally visit Clan Chief Gu and formally ask for your hand in marriage."
When Xun'er heard the words "ask for your hand in marriage," she froze slightly. Her beautiful eyes, usually filled with clear radiance, seemed to have been kneaded with fragments of starlight, instantly misting over with a thin shimmer.
That glimmer was not entirely tears of gratitude. More of it was the longing and anticipation that had built up in her heart for so long, like a sleeping flower bud finally reaching the moment to bloom, quietly unfurling within her eyes.
"Brother Xiao Ling..."
She looked at Xiao Ling's earnest features, her fingers unconsciously tightening as the warmth in her palm became ever clearer.
The emotions she had held back finally turned into action. Xun'er lightly rose onto her toes and threw herself completely into Xiao Ling's embrace.
Her soft body pressed against Xiao Ling's firm chest. She could clearly feel the steady circulation of Dou Qi within him, as well as the uniquely reassuring aura that belonged to him alone.
Xiao Ling had already opened his arms and pulled her tightly into his embrace. His hand rested lightly upon her back, deliberately gentle, as though he were protecting a priceless treasure.
He could feel the faint tremble of the person in his arms, so he held her even tighter, silently conveying his feelings through his actions.
Not far away, Xiao Xuan took in the entire scene. A gratified smile appeared on his aged face, and a hint of warmth surfaced in his clouded eyes.
He slowly turned around, his footsteps exceptionally light. Like a figure melting into the silent light and shadows