"Alright, it's okay. Everything's fine now."
Raising his hand, Lin Kuang gently wiped the tears from the two girls' cheeks, his voice soft and filled with a concern he himself didn't fully recognize.
Hearing this, Liu Shilin and the Witch obediently nodded, aware that Lin Kuang still had other matters to attend to.
"Then, we'll go inside first. You be careful," Liu Shilin whispered, glancing at Fan Sheng and his companions.
"Go on. I'll be back soon," Lin Kuang said with a smile.
Liu Shilin and the Witch nodded again, then turned and went back into their room.
Once the women had left, Lin Kuang pulled the Nameless dagger from where it was embedded between Fan Long's eyebrows. His gaze was calm as he looked at Fan Sheng.
"I'm glad you didn't make a move just now. You should also be glad that you're not dead," Lin Kuang said calmly, as if he were simply stating a fact.
Hearing this, Fan Sheng couldn't help but shiver, a bitter smile forming on his face.
