Lang Qiu thought he was the one who had made her cry. The man, who stood nearly two meters tall, was completely at a loss. He'd never comforted anyone before and had no idea what to do. He just haphazardly pulled out a pile of food, drinks, and other supplies, shoved them all at her, and stammered, "I... I won't touch you anymore. Please don't cry."
But Bai Zhi only cried harder.
Yue Junxiao scrambled to grab a blanket and drape it over her shoulders. He awkwardly tried to soothe her, saying, "P-please, don't cry. You're safe now. We're heading back right away."
In their eyes, Bai Zhi was just a delicate female. It was only natural for her to be terrified after what she had just been through.
Her old, malicious image was so deeply ingrained in their minds, yet here she was, breaking down completely. 'Just how terrified must she have been before we got here?!'
