Upon hearing this familiar voice, Chen Xiaoyi couldn't help but shiver, and uncontrollable tears streamed down her face.
She very much wanted to turn around to see where this person was standing or to jump up against all reason and rush into his embrace.
But in the end, she did nothing, maintaining her original sitting posture.
However, the tears that rolled down and the blood-stained lips completely betrayed her current feelings.
So much so that her shoulders were shaking violently.
"It's so cold, and you're still interested in sitting here enjoying the scenery?" Luo Ziling sat down heavily beside Chen Xiaoyi, jokingly saying, "The public security in Tokyo is quite good, but there are shady-minded people everywhere. Aren't you afraid of being harassed? If some Japanese pirate took you away to be the Lady in Charge of Suppressing Bandits, that would be terrible."
Finally discovering Chen Xiaoyi's whereabouts by the canal, Luo Ziling felt relieved.
