"Brother Pei, why do you look so worried?"
Nangong Jin tilted her head up slightly, her clear eyes reflecting the dancing campfire before them.
Her slender, pale fingers gently twisted the hem of her clothes, and her voice was so soft it was as if she were afraid of disturbing something.
"Haven't we... temporarily escaped the control of that Female Demon, Ji Shenyun?"
Pei Yuhang froze at her words. He lowered his gaze, his thick lashes hiding the turbulent emotions in his eyes, leaving only a nearly inaudible sigh.
"You're overthinking it, Junior Sister. I'm not thinking about anything."
'Of course, I can't tell Nangong Jin that being with her makes me even more worried than being with that tyrant, Ji Shenyun.'
'That wicked woman, Ji Shenyun, is lost in her desire for my body. It wouldn't matter if she continued to fall into depravity.'
'But you, Junior Sister Nangong... you can't...'
