Time flew, and evening arrived in the blink of an eye.
Inside Lin Yan's residence.
The spacious living room was filled with a bevy of beauties.
Ye Rou'er and Ye Lingling were clearing the table after everyone's meal. Zhu Zhuqing insisted on standing with her back against the wall after eating to maintain her posture, while Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong... nestled on the sofa, one on either side of Lin Yan, with his arms around them.
The sunset's lingering glow streamed into the room through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing everyone in a warm, cozy atmosphere.
After running about for so long, Lin Yan finally enjoyed a brief moment of peace.
"Lin Yan, I... I still feel a little upset..."
Ning Rongrong curled up in Lin Yan's arms, greedily drinking in his familiar warmth and scent, as though doing so could make her feel safer.
The discomfort she spoke of naturally referred to the battle at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that had just ended...
Lin Yan gently stroked the girl's hair and comforted her.
"Don't worry. It's all over."
"From now on, you have me."
That afternoon, Ning Rongrong had cried for a very, very long time. Just as she had once pleaded with Ning Fengzhi to spare Lin Yan, she had tearfully begged Lin Yan to stop targeting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and cease the killing.
Lin Yan could understand her.
After all, no matter how much Ning Rongrong hated Ning Fengzhi's actions or how disappointed she was in Chen Xin, she could never stand by and let Lin Yan destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Now that Lin Yan had killed Chen Xin, the fact that she had not grown estranged from him was already a relatively good outcome.
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