In the cramped space, the air became scorching and stifling.
Wen Shu felt a wave of anxiety, wanting to explain, but Wu Xuan's low voice slowly sounded behind her, "Ashu..."
In a moment of stun, a firm and burning embrace enveloped her.
Wen Shu's heart tightened, and she looked up at Wu Xuan, only to see his despondent eyes cast down, his handsome face clouded with gloom, and his golden eyes looking at her were filled with a layer of dim sorrow.
"Ashu," his lips parted lightly, his voice carrying a trace of hoarseness, "No matter where you go, I will follow you."
Seeing him like this, Wen Shu frowned slightly in distress, raising her hand to caress his tense face, "I know..."
But before she finished speaking, Wu Xuan held her hand, gently stroking it, his lowered eyes filled with dark emotions, "But I'm afraid..."
If tomorrow, Ashu disappeared, how would he find her without a mate contract?
If she waited alone in the dense forest and encountered danger, what then?
