Sea God Island's Leaping Flames!

Just as Tang Ya thought he was about to demand more, Lin Ciyan spoke.

His voice was soft and even, as though he were discussing something that had nothing to do with him.

"What you can give me... isn't anything precious to me."

The color drained from Tang Ya's face in an instant.

Her lips trembled. The flame in her eyes was extinguished by those words, and it was as though all strength had been ripped from her body.

At that moment, she no longer cared that the other man—Bei Bei's childhood friend—still had a hand resting on her waist.

Despair. Utter, absolute despair.

Lin Ciyan watched the ashen deadness in her eyes for two seconds before continuing.

"I can help you. But I won't personally step in."

Tang Ya abruptly raised her head.

Her eyes were still red, the tip of her nose faintly pink, and shallow bite marks remained on her lips from where she had bitten them earlier.

He had forcibly dragged her back from that overwhelming loss, and joy she had not yet had time to fully process hung on her face.

"Really? As long as you're willing to help, anything is fine!"

Her voice carried a burning eagerness. The despair from moments ago had not fully faded; tears clung to her lashes without falling, yet the corners of her lips were already curling upward beyond her control.

The drastic shift in emotion suddenly made her originally stubborn-looking face seem especially childish.

Lin Ciyan did not look at that expression for long.

"Come here."

Tang Ya almost instinctively took another half-step forward. That half-step was incredibly light, as if she feared stepping too hard would shatter this hard-won promise.

Lin Ciyan reached out and took her hand.

Her fingers were bony, yet soft.

Her palm lacked