After Zhou Bai returned home, she once again faced her mother's "roaring love".
"Will you dare to take risks like that again?" Ding Qiurou asked seriously. Even though she hadn't gone out, she was still doing logistics and defense work atop the city wall, and had seen Zhou Bai's adventure crystal clear.
"I won't!," Zhou Bai promised immediately, but still defended herself a bit, "I was ready to use magic to build a protective shield around myself. Even if mine wasn't enough, Bayer's was—I could already sense his magic fluctuation nearby. Really!"
Listening to Zhou Bai's explanation, Ding Qiurou's expression softened a lot. "You have no idea how scared I was. No matter the cost, I only ever want you safe."
This was the private wish of a mother.
"I know," Zhou Bai replied seriously.
"Really?"
"Really!"
Just as Ding Qiurou planned to let it go, Zhou Zhengping came home, his face dark.
Zhou Bai: "..."
She had no choice but to repeat all the same words again.
