Yan Mingyi gently shook her head in his embrace. Without looking up, her muffled voice carried a barely perceptible sob and a trace of lingering fear.
"I… I knew you'd be fine. But… but I could sense the fluctuations from the Magical Combat over at Floating Star Island and Rising Sun Island were so intense… I—I couldn't help but worry…"
She had heeded Lin Changheng's instructions, remaining on Moonrest Island to defend the Array without taking a single step off. But when her Divine Sense perceived the cataclysmic battle raging in the distance, her heart leaped into her throat.
She knew Lin Changheng must be involved. The agony of knowing he was in danger while being powerless to do anything but wait was far more torturous than joining the battle herself.
Lin Changheng understood, a warmth spreading through his chest. He gently patted her back and soothed, "Just a few pathetic fools, all taken care of. When have I ever done something I wasn't confident about?"
