"She's fine, waiting for us at home and looking after Yanyan."
"That's good." Zhao Chun's eyes immediately welled up, and Guan Kunling was deeply moved as well. Thinking of someone waiting for them back home, they both felt an urgent longing to return.
But the road was long and fraught with obstacles...
Guan Kunling had her back turned to the door when Zhao Chun's eyes suddenly narrowed. He lowered his voice and said, "Be careful behind you."
The people behind didn't have the same aura as the person he had seen earlier. They seemed more like small fry, likely the same ones he had spotted at the alley mouth before he lost consciousness.
Zhao Chun leaned lightly against Guan Kunling. He couldn't let himself collapse. He tried to stand upright on his own, and it turned out he could, albeit barely. He suddenly realized Guan Kunling was just a weak woman, yet he was relying on her to save him. Now he was so frail he couldn't even compare to her.
