High-Stakes Gamble

Yang Chen and Li Ruoxiang walked side by side, stopping there as they looked at each other.

Li Ruoxiang took a soft breath. "Yang Chen, once you leave this time, I don't know when we'll meet again. Take good care of yourself. If you encounter danger outside, you can come to my Green Lotus Cult at any time. Whether the Supreme Elder protects you or not, I'll do everything I can to help you!"

As she spoke, Li Ruoxiang's pretty face flushed slightly, as though saying such things made her somewhat embarrassed.

Seeing Li Ruoxiang's adorably naive expression, Yang Chen smiled. "Sect Master Li, don't worry. It won't be so easy for those people to do anything to me, Yang Chen. Speaking of which, Sect Master Li, Zhang Huai is probably still harboring ill intentions toward you. You must be careful!"

"Mm!" Li Ruoxiang nodded heavily.

Yang Chen and Li Ruoxiang looked deeply into each other's eyes.

At this point, words no longer mattered.

"Farewell!" Yang Chen cupped his hands.

Li Ruoxiang opened her mouth, wanting to speak but stopping herself. She seemed to want to ask him to stay, but in the end, the words never left her lips. She knew that keeping Yang Chen here would only harm him.

Yang Chen could tell what Li Ruoxiang meant. He did not linger any longer and turned to leave.

Li Ruoxiang watched Yang Chen depart like that, remaining silent for a long while. Only after quite some time did she bite her lip and turn her head away with difficulty.

She realized that she seemed to have developed an inexplicable affection for this young man.

From the forbidden zone of the Iron Eagle Secret Realm at the very beginning, to the Golden Silver Dragon Plate, to Yang Chen helping her,