"Wife? What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Luo Fan edged closer to the Weird Bride, clutching her as he huddled behind her. At the same time, he warily surveyed their surroundings, as though something terrifying and dangerous might leap out of the mist at any moment.
"Husband, don't be afraid. With me here, nothing will happen to you," the Weird Bride reassured Luo Fan.
Yes, that gentle voice and those reassuring words gave a remarkably steadfast, dependable impression.
"I shouldn't have come along." Han Shanzhong glanced at Luo Fan, his expression darkening as he complained, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
"Why?"
Niu Dagang wore Huang Qiang of the Rescue Convoy's Gauntlets, holding the Titan Greatclub in one hand and the Steel Shield in the other. He was on guard as well, and asked Han Shanzhong in confusion.
"They're rubbing their lovey-dovey act right in my face." Han Shanzhong gestured toward Luo Fan with his lips.
Niu Dagang also looked at Luo Fan and the Weird Bride.
Sure enough, even Niu Dagang found the sight of Luo Fan cowering behind the Weird Bride, looking as though he was begging for protection, a little hard to watch.
After all, throughout their journey, Luo Fan had been someone the Hope Convoy could trust completely, as well as its number one fighter.
But now? He was hiding like a sissy behind a woman-uh, a female Weird?
The sight really did give Niu Dagang the sense that Luo Fan's entire image had fallen apart.
But on second thought, Luo Fan's wife really was powerful, unfathomably so. It seemed reasonable for Luo Fan to act this way, too?
"Well, maybe Luo Fan is acting like this because his wife is strong enough to protect him. Before, our convoy mostly relied on Luo Fan for protection, so