A shadow swept past the two, and shortly thereafter, it seemed to be sucked back into the ring, leaving no trace.
Tang Zelin's pupils also shifted back from red.
Su Shu, pale-faced, tightly embraced Tang Zelin, trembling all over without speaking a word for a long time.
It was so close, just a little bit.
Feeling an inexplicable fear afterwards, it was instead Tang Zelin who reassured her cheerfully.
"Girl, don't overthink it, look, I'm fine," he said.
"It doesn't matter what happens to me, as long as you are fine."
Every word he spoke made Su Shu's chest ache; she couldn't bear to listen.
What did he mean it didn't matter? If he were ever in danger, she had no idea what she would become!
She had gotten used to his presence, she couldn't imagine what it would be like to lose him again.
In her previous life, they hadn't even been as deeply connected as now, yet she felt she couldn't breathe after losing Tang Zelin.
This time, she couldn't lose him.
She just couldn't.
