Song Lianhe gazed at him with a complex look in her eyes and suddenly gave a self-deprecating smile. The more he acted this way, the more her heart ached.
'Now, I actually don't want the villain to be so responsible.'
'Even without love, he still does everything with the utmost benevolence. A villain shouldn't have such a moral compass.'
Her spirits sank. Just then, the small snake on her wrist began to tighten, its body pressing into her skin...
She suddenly frowned. Zhou Cangyan noticed at once and, without hesitation, grabbed her wrist. In his other hand, he held a Willow Leaf Dart, poised to strike the small, deep blue snake...
As if sensing the danger, the snake abruptly raised its head. It shot off Song Lianhe's wrist, slithered up her arm to her shoulder, and then coiled itself into a ball, becoming indistinguishable from the blue silk flower pattern on her robes!
Fortunately, Zhou Cangyan pulled the dart back just in time to avoid injuring her.
