After carrying Sikong Xuan into the cave mansion, Lin Fan gently placed Sikong Xuan on the bed.
And then.
He covered her with a quilt!
Sikong Xuan, instinctively, curled up into a ball like a shrimp, hugging her knees, with her head buried in them.
At this moment, Sikong Xuan was still unconscious, yet she assumed a self-protective posture, appearing pitiful enough to evoke sympathy.
"Mother... I'm so scared..."
In her dream talk, Sikong Xuan murmured.
Lin Fan stood there, silently for a few seconds, then turned around, walked out of the room, and quietly began to continue refining his divine sense.
"What's this? Are you moved?" Emperor Jade noticed Lin Fan's heart was somewhat stirred.
"Yes! Indeed, she is so pitiful, it makes one want to protect her." Lin Fan nodded, admitting it without feeling embarrassed, as any man would feel the same.
"So what do you plan to do now? Rush out and kill those people?" Emperor Jade retorted.
Lin Fan gently shook his head.
