Wenren Pingxin's body subtly trembled, her charming eyes gazing at Su Bei, who smiled back at her.
This time, she said nothing, merely nodding, her eyes growing even more tender.
Perhaps she would see the day she was sheltered under his wings.
"Take care of yourself."
Her junior brother might not be able to defeat a Peak Refining Void cultivator, but, just as he had said, he should at least be able to hold them off for a good while.
Su Bei looked into her eyes, nodded, and inhaled the delicate fragrance emanating from her.
Gazing at the man before her, Wenren Pingxin pursed her lips, seemingly at a loss for words. She allowed Su Bei to lean on her, while her heart, solitary for hundreds of years, seemed to grow increasingly restless.
She closed her eyes. Everything about Su Bei surfaced in her mind as she silently chanted to herself:
Wenren Pingxin, he is your junior brother.
The junior brother you've raised.
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