Looking at Lu Chuan's weakened face, Ye Jiaxin barely managed to stop her tears before they burst out again. She threw herself into Lu Chuan's arms, wailing.
Feeling the frail body in his arms, Lu Chuan sighed softly, struggled to sit up, and hoarsely comforted her, "Now, now, I'm awake; everything's okay..."
"You almost scared us to death! Didn't you think about what we would do if you...?"
"That's why I can't just die like this. I have so many beautiful wives and an unborn daughter. Even if King of Hell came for me, I'd crawl back from the Gates of Hell."
"Pah, pah, pah! Don't say such unlucky things!"
Meeting Ye Jiaxin's tearful eyes, Lu Chuan chuckled knowingly and ruffled her bangs.
"I'm going to tell everyone the news; you should get some rest first."
"Okay, go ahead."
With Ye Jiaxin's help, Lu Chuan lay back down and let out a long sigh.
In truth, there was a moment in the Exotic Realm Space when Lu Chuan genuinely lost hope of surviving.
