Zhu Zhuqing stared wide-eyed at the man kneeling before her on one knee, her mind utterly blank.
What was she seeing?
Lin Ye...
The lofty Lin Ye who held all the world's heroes in contempt...
The Lin Ye who killed Titled Douluos and wiped out the world's foremost sect without a second thought...
The man she saw as powerful and commanding as a god...
Was actually...
Kneeling before her?
Was... was this a dream?
Zhu Zhuqing instinctively reached down and pinched her thigh hard.
"Ow!"
The sharp pain told her that everything before her was real!
Her breathing instantly quickened.
Her heart hammered as though it would leap out of her throat, beating so fast she nearly fainted.
And Lin Ye remained on one knee before her, gazing up at her with unwavering love.
At some point, a small black velvet box had appeared in his hand.
Slowly, he opened it.
A silver ring lay nestled in its center, giving off a soft glow.
Its design was simple, yet it possessed an indescribable elegance and mystique.
"Zhuqing."
Lin Ye's voice broke the profound silence once more.
Gone were his usual commanding, teasing tones. His voice was full of solemnity and love.
"When we first met, you were a prickly little wildcat, wary of the whole world and filled with despair."
"You were stubborn and aloof. You trusted no one and wanted to change your unjust fate through your own strength alone."
"I admit, at first, I just thought you were interesting. I wanted to tease you, to see you bristle like a little kitten."
Lin Ye couldn't help chuckling at that.
But as Zhu Zhuqing listened, her eyes inexplicably reddened.
Yes, wasn't that exactly what I was like back then?
Like a stray cat wandering alone through the darkness, she