"My Lord, Ah Yin failed to protect you. I'll come join you now..."
Mistakenly believing that Tang Xiao's self-detonation had blasted Ling Feng into oblivion, Ah Yin's eyes brimmed with tears. Whether it was because she had failed to protect her Lord or because she had feelings for Ling Feng, she actually began to contemplate suicide.
At that, Ling Feng, who had slipped into the void, could no longer hold back and sprang out.
"Ah Yin, don't do anything foolish!"
Seeing that Ah Yin was about to detonate herself too, Ling Feng hurriedly called out. In the next instant, he was already beside her. He had originally wanted to see whether Ah Yin had feelings for him, but he had never expected her to take things this seriously. Now, he could no longer stand by and watch.
But when Ah Yin saw Ling Feng emerge, she froze, scarcely daring to believe it. "My Lord, you're not dead?"
"I'm not dead."
Ling Feng did not know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that she still did not believe him, he took Ah Yin's hand and made her rub and pinch his face, saying, "Feel my face. It's warm, right? And it feels like flesh, doesn't it? That means I'm alive."
Only after feeling that warmth did Ah Yin come to her senses. In the next instant, she did something that startled even Ling Feng.
"Thank goodness! My Lord isn't dead..."
Ah Yin threw herself into Ling Feng's arms, sobbing with heartfelt emotion. "I thought you had... Thank goodness..."
Feeling his clothes grow wet with Ah Yin's hot tears, Ling Feng was suddenly moved. He knew that this girl truly had feelings for him. Happiness, warmth, and tenderness filled his heart.
It felt just like being with Yun Yun. She, too, was