Seeing this, Li Yan gently raised a hand and placed it over the jade-like hand resting on the table.
Gong Chen Ying's body trembled slightly in hesitation. A long-lost, unfamiliar sensation instantly spread through her entire body, making her feel as though streaks of lightning were coursing over her skin.
"It's fine. Nothing will happen. I won't recklessly brave extraordinary danger!"
Smiling, Li Yan gently patted the back of her smooth, jade-like hand.
After that slight tremor, Gong Chen Ying returned to normal. She cast Li Yan a faintly reproachful sidelong glance, and her usual coolness unexpectedly carried a thousand captivating charms.
That single look left Li Yan somewhat dazed. Gong Chen Ying was like a ripe peach, yet without the seductive coquettishness that ensnared men's souls; instead, she possessed a lofty, unscalable pride.
It stirred an intense desire in many men to conquer her before they could rest content. Yet everyone knew that Gong Chen Ying rarely displayed emotion. Most of the time, an icy aloofness radiated from her, making people unable to draw near.
"Since you have made up your mind, I have two requests. First, I must go with you this time. Though my strength is inferior to yours, within this clan, aside from several elders, no one is my match.
On the Wind God Continent, there are many things you do not understand as clearly as I do. What you manage to learn through inquiries may not necessarily be true, but I can quickly give you the answer.
Moreover, Father once left something on me. It was so that if anything happened to me on the battlefield, he could instantly rush over in time. Within a certain range, we can sense each other.
If something unforeseeable happens, you can put me into the spirit-storage pouch. Didn't