Ruan Tang didn't know anything about the Wu Zi Tribe; she only knew that Xu Lai clearly had something on his mind. The two of them were like an old married couple, and these days, Ruan Tang could feel that he was weighed down with worries.
In the past, Xu Lai always fell asleep quickly. Even when she knew he wasn't tired, he would accompany her into her dreams. But in recent days, he had been tossing and turning far too often in the middle of the night.
"Xu Lai, you've been troubled lately," Ruan Tang said softly.
"Mm."
Xu Lai didn't hide it. "It's about your Five-Colored Golden Core."
"Phew." Ruan Tang breathed a sigh of relief. "Is that all? I was worried something serious had happened."
Xu Lai knew that for his wife, both her Five-Colored Golden Core and Perfect Foundation Establishment were trivial matters, far less important than his other worries.
