"It's okay now. Don't be afraid, Susu, don't be afraid. I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you." He gently patted the back of the girl in his arms, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
Due to the angle, most of his expression was obscured, making it impossible to read his emotions.
Only Zhou Mochen himself knew of the tempest raging in his heart. His fingertips were stiff, trembling involuntarily.
'The girl he protected so carefully, placed on the pedestal of his heart—the girl he couldn't bear to hurt even when he was mad with anger—what had she been through here?'
Zhou Mochen didn't dare to imagine what would have happened to his beloved girl today if a sense of panic hadn't driven him to wander this way on a whim, and if he hadn't faintly heard a familiar voice calling his name.
Just as she'd said, she would have died...
'She would have died!'
An irrepressible sound of lingering fear escaped Zhou Mochen's throat, and a thick, dark aura of cruelty radiated from him.
