"Fine, let him understand the pain of loss, only then will he learn to cherish," Fengchen said nonchalantly, stepping out of the white room.
"But Master, at least give me a phone call? Let me report Ping'an's safety or something! It's been so long..." Without saying another word, Xiangsi hurriedly chased after him.
Stepping out of the white room, she realized that everything outside was quite normal; it was clear they were inside a submarine.
Next to them were several round glass windows through which they could see the underwater world.
Fengchen walked to the glass window, looking at the school of fish swimming past outside, his tightly furrowed brows showing no signs of relaxing.
"That boy doesn't have the ability to protect you; I can't let you go back to his side."
After hesitating for a moment, Fengchen finally spoke the truth.
