No one else knew why Houtu had fallen into a daze, but Lu Xuan knew better than anyone. Unable to help himself, he muttered to himself.
"What must come will come in the end. Since it cannot be changed, then let me do everything in my power to keep you safe."
Lu Xuan then turned his gaze to the Three Pure Ones beside him and said, "The Witch Race's opportunity is about to arrive. At the same time, it will also be Houtu's opportunity and tribulation."
"For the period ahead, I will remain by her side and do everything I can to help her weather this calamity. You must also be prepared to provide support at any time."
The Three Pure Ones nodded to Lu Xuan in unison. Laozi spoke directly, "Brother, go ahead and do as you please. Should you need us brothers for anything, simply let us know."
Lu Xuan nodded. With a flash, he headed straight down and soon arrived behind Houtu.
"What are you looking at, silly girl?" Lu Xuan asked softly from behind her.
Hearing Lu Xuan's voice so suddenly, Houtu's uneasy heart settled somewhat. She turned around and spoke with a smile.
"Brother, I knew you would be watching over Houtu from the side."
Though Houtu wore a smile, tears still slipped uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.
Lu Xuan stepped forward and wiped away the tears at the corners of Houtu's eyes. Smiling, he asked, "Why are you crying when everything is fine?"
Houtu shook her head. "I do not know why. There is simply an inexplicable sorrow that makes me unable to control my tears."
Lu Chen knew that this was Houtu's compassion for all living things, welling up from the depths of her soul. It was not something Houtu could