"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt, don't worry about me," I murmured softly.
Yu Rongling cried even louder, and like Xiao Shenshen, she threw herself into my arms, "How can it not hurt? What are you doing holding that broken bottle?"
"Your brother left the bottle behind, thinking that if my breath got close to it, it would fuse better with the eye," I said as my clothes became soaked with the tears and snot of the two children.
My heart couldn't help but ache as I extended my hand to gently stroke their heads in turns.
Yu Rongling let out a wail as she collapsed into tears, grabbing the bottle from my hand, "If I were you, I would smash this damn bottle!! Boo hoo, my brother treats you like that, and you still keep this damn bottle for him."
"This Feng Shui Bottle is tied to the survival of the Snake Sect and all the villages below the mountain; how could it be smashed," I earnestly tried to stop her, but I couldn't prevent Yu Rongling's impulsive act at all.
