With Sun Wukong's approval secured, Chen Wei had no need to waste any more words. He immediately prepared to ride a cloud back to the Heavenly Court and report.
But as he turned, he saw that Yang Chan had not followed. Instead, she had gone alone to the cliff's edge, staring blankly at the waves churning in the distance. The wind fluttered her skirt, and her figure looked strangely lonely from behind.
Chen Wei dispersed the cloud beneath his feet, walked over, and asked softly, "Chan'er, is something weighing on your mind?"
"No." Yang Chan answered without hesitation, but her expression betrayed her words.
Chen Wei ventured, "Is it because of the Great Sage's joke just now?"
Yang Chan said nothing. She neither nodded nor shook her head.
Seeing this, Chen Wei hurried to explain, "Please don't take it to heart. Back then, I had no other way to get you out, so I told the Great Sage a whopping lie. It was purely to bluff my way through. You can't take it seriously."
Yang Chan shook her head and answered with a question of her own. "Qingquan, what do you think our future child will look like?"
At her question, Chen Wei found himself in a bind.
Every step he took now was like treading on thin ice. When it came to becoming immortal partners, he could only take things one step at a time. How could he know what their future child would look like? He did not even dare think that far ahead.
Besides, the Heavenly Laws were strict. How could they just have a child?
Though his heart pounded like a drum, Chen Wei still took Yang Chan's hand and reassured her. "Don't worry. Everything will turn out all right. Remember what I promised you back