Chen Lin had not expected her to still remember that matter.
He immediately waved his hand. "That was ages ago. Who knows how many five-hundred-year periods have passed? You needn't keep honoring that agreement, miss."
"That won't do."
Xitina immediately shook her head.
"My people cannot break our promises. We must do what we say. Besides, five hundred years haven't passed. It's only been three years."
"Three years?"
Chen Lin was utterly stunned.
"Yes. Three years ago, I attended Sister White Moonlight's Lantern Festival Gathering and never left. Although the gathering, which was originally held once a year, was delayed for two years for some reason, only three years have passed."
Xitina looked as though this were perfectly natural.
Then she added, "Meeting my benefactor again so soon shows that the bond of fate between us is strong. According to our agreement, you're the only man I can take as mine. If you refuse, I can only remain unmarried for the rest of my life."
Chen Lin: ...
So she had stayed in this scenario all along.
When he converted the time that way, it really did work out.
One day here was a year outside.
Moreover, there were three days of Full Moon Night here every year, when the difference in the flow of time increased a hundredfold. Since he had met her, only a little over two thousand years had passed outside.
It more or less matched.
But what puzzled Chen Lin was why she insisted on marrying him.
Was she truly unable to break a promise, or did she have some other purpose? A promise was not an oath. It should not have such binding power.
Chen Lin stood there in silence.
The onlookers could no longer stand it. They thought he was putting on far too