Jiang Chuan gave a faint smile and did not pursue.
Instead, he turned around and came to stand in front of Qiu Qianyu.
"Are you alright?"
He spoke softly, and at this moment, Jiang Chuan no longer seemed like the fierce and violent God of Slaughter from before, but had transformed into a gentle and considerate warm man.
Qiu Qianyu's heart was inexplicably shaken by this gentle voice.
She became increasingly aware that she didn't really understand this man at all.
She thought he only knew how to fight, yet he was full of tenderness and affection.
She thought he was just a brute, but he was wise and often helped her through difficult times.
What kind of person is he, really?
Could it be that the impression she had of him in her heart was wrong?
Qiu Qianyu's impression of Jiang Chuan was gradually wavering, and she repeatedly questioned herself.
She was even thinking, did her father insist on marrying her to him because he was truly a hero of extraordinary prowess?
