Learning that Ye Lingyue almost missed the best chance to escape to hide this sword, Feng Xun's handsome face lengthened, somewhat annoyed while waiting for Ye Lingyue.
"Good Feng Xun, are you angry? If I had known it would get you hurt, I would never have hidden the sword. In my eyes, you're much more important than any broken Nine Dragon Chant." Ye Lingyue saw Feng Xun's displeased expression and pleaded repeatedly.
Feng Xun is good-natured, but when it involves her, he can sometimes be a little irritable.
"Always wise after the event. If one day I can't protect you, what will you do?" Feng Xun's heart softened at her eager attempts to please.
"How could that be, you'll always be with me. Besides, once I thoroughly refine the Nine Dragon Chant, with it in hand, I'll slay gods when I meet them and kill demons when they appear." Ye Lingyue said, striking a pose.
