Zhou Qing gazed at the sleeping Yaoyao in his arms, his voice turning somber: "Little Yaoyao's existence is currently known to very few people."
"If someone starts to hunt me down, especially the Demon Emperor, you must take good care of Yaoyao."
Upon hearing this, Yu Yan's face changed, and she became somewhat nervous.
"Don't worry," Zhou Qing's tone softened slightly, "this is just my prediction. Even if I am truly pursued, as long as I can escape, I will definitely make time to come back and see you."
He lowered his head to look at Yaoyao's peaceful sleeping face, a trace of bitterness flashing in his eyes, "I'm only afraid that by then, this little girl won't recognize me as her father."
Yu Yan bit her lip lightly, but she knew Zhou Qing's character—once he made a decision, there was no turning back.
"Alright," she finally nodded solemnly, her voice carrying determination, "as I said before, I will protect her with my life. But you must be extremely careful."
