"Won't Grandpa Sword be there to protect me too?"
Ning Rongrong lifted her tender little face and looked at Chen Xin innocently. Chen Xin suddenly felt that keeping Ning Rongrong from experiencing the world's dangers was the right thing to do after all.
He thought, If the little princess of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect still needs to learn these things, then we've lived all these years for nothing.
Then he shook his head again. "That's not how it works."
He crouched down and stroked Ning Rongrong's head. "Rongrong, of course Grandpa Sword wants to protect you forever. But Grandpa Sword is already old. I don't know how much longer I can stay with you. What if, one day, Grandpa Sword... Grandpa Sword isn't here anymore?"
He looked into Ning Rongrong's big eyes, but in the end, he still could not say the word "die."
He paused, then continued, "By then, Grandpa Gu might not be here either. Even your father might be gone. Rongrong, you have to learn to be strong."
Ning Rongrong was on the verge of tears again. "Where is Grandpa Sword going? I don't want Grandpa Sword to be gone. I want Grandpa Sword to stay with me forever." As she spoke, she threw herself into Chen Xin's arms, her eyes brimming with tears.
His heart aching, Chen Xin gently patted Ning Rongrong's back, inwardly cursing himself for telling her all this and making her sad. Quick, think of a way to comfort her!
"Don't cry, Rongrong. As long as you remember what Grandpa Sword tells you, it'll be just like Grandpa Sword is always with you."
At those words, Ning Rongrong rubbed the tears off her face and looked earnestly at Chen Xin. "Go ahead, Grandpa Sword. Rongrong will listen carefully and remember it