Lin Xuan comforted her for a good while before Lin Xue's mood finally stabilized. She rested gently in his arms, silent, unable to find the right words.
"Why are you overthinking it? You've already done so well. You're so powerful—who would dare to see you as just a pretty face now? Besides, if you were the one protecting me instead of the other way around, that would be a huge embarrassment for me," Lin Xuan said. "Men are supposed to protect women. If you were protecting me, what kind of man would that make me?"
Lin Xue stiffened in his arms. He had a point, but she still said, "But I can only watch you protect me from the front, unable to help in the slightest. I feel so useless. It was just like when you competed against your master—I could only watch from the side. It was the same at the Demon Cloud Sea..."
