Please don't... Please don't let anything irreversible happen between Xiao Wu and that Zhao Linchuan!
Tang San knew Xiao Wu too well.
Given her temperament, if she hadn't recovered the memories of her past life, then after spending so much time by Zhao Linchuan's side, living with him day and night and witnessing his power and mystery firsthand, she'd almost certainly have fallen deeply for him. She might even have been the one to throw herself at him.
Even if... even if Zhao Linchuan hadn't touched her yet, Xiao Wu's stubbornness and innocence meant she might very well, in some situation, take the initiative to "give herself" to him, expressing her feelings or binding them together.
The mere thought of it sent a rush of blood surging to Tang San's head. His vision darkened in waves, as if he could see an invisible, intangible green hat slowly settling onto his head.
No! Absolutely not! He nearly ground his teeth to dust, roaring like a beast inside. Xiao Wu! You're mine! You were mine in my past life, and you have to be mine in this life too!
No matter what, you have to keep yourself pure and wait for me!
As long as... as long as you haven't gone all the way... I can forgive you, my Xiao Wu.
We still have a long godly life ahead of us. I can pretend those brief moments of losing your way never happened...
In the distance, a tall man wearing half-armor leaned against a tree trunk, having heard every word of Tang San and the others' earlier conversation.
Before long, another tall man in half-armor approached without a sound.
The two exchanged nods and spoke in hushed voices, seemingly handing off some task...
The eastern city residence had deep courtyards and