Asaka Akie's words carried the unmistakable feeling of a woman confessing her feelings after a great battle.
Fang Cheng wasn't slow on the uptake when it came to romance. Asaka Akie had already been a little fond of him, and after he'd saved her in such a heroic fashion, her affection had probably shot up to 120 percent.
The kind of affection where he could take her home tonight, sweep her off her feet, head straight to the marriage registry tomorrow, and start trying for a baby the day after.
Fang Cheng wasn't in a rush, nor was he opposed. He'd let things take their natural course. Besides, there was still Ye Yuqing inside her, and he had to deal with that.
If he didn't resolve the problem with Ye Yuqing, there'd probably be no future for him and Asaka Akie.
He didn't want to wake up one morning to find his hot dog had been eaten. Even if it could grow back, the psychological trauma would remain.
The warm atmosphere didn't last long.
Asaka Akie soon got to her feet and stumbled toward the stands to look for her mother.
Whether or not Asaka Shizuko was insane, she was still her biological mother. The bond they'd shared for all those years was still there.
Fang Cheng didn't follow. He searched the area and soon found the Vajra Pestle lying nearby.
The Vajra Pestle was dull all over, its surface covered in cracks. It was clearly beyond repair.
Fang Cheng gently stroked it and sighed with some emotion.
The Vajra Pestle had been with him for a while and had rendered him great service.
So he decided to take it home and sell it when he got the chance. Pure gold ought to fetch a pretty penny.
Besides the Vajra