He reached for her hand, but she dodged him. "I can walk on my own."
The man lowered his head, making no further move. But in his downcast eyes, his disappointment was plain to see.
After a few seconds, Chi Heng fell into step with the girl again, but he maintained a steady distance from her.
Members of the Wolf Clan were known for their sharp senses, and he could feel Wen Qian's aversion to him. Not wanting to worsen their relationship, Chi Heng suppressed his impulses and decided to let her take the lead.
It wasn't until they had both walked out of the alley that Chi Heng gently brushed Wen Qian's hand. At the same moment, as if remembering something, he decisively pulled it back. "I'll take you home."
"I can get home on my own," Wen Qian replied without a second thought.
"The Tiger Clan is vast, so we can't rule out an ambush. You'll be safest with me," Chi Heng said, his brow furrowed and his tone growing urgent.
