"The Twilight Candidate is here, retreat now!"
Gu Jianlin clutched the Loli Minister tightly in his arms and ducked into a dilapidated ruin.
Lu Zijin's bright eyes glimmered as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Even though they were being hunted, she showed no signs of fear and instead smirked, saying cheerfully, "You know, back when your father and I were being hunted in the Fusang Divine Palace, he carried me on the run just like this. It almost feels like going back in time."
Gu Jianlin hesitated at her words: "Minister Lu, don't tell me you and my father…"
Thinking of that woman, Han Jing, already left him dumbfounded back then.
"What are you thinking? I'm not into old men; I like them young."
Lu Zijin rolled her eyes flirtatiously, then murmured in a dreamy tone, "Who knew you little guys could feel so dependable? I finally understand Youzhu's happiness—I'm so jealous."
Four blazing Ghost Hands floated ominously behind them.
