"Little Martial Aunt, it's me," Luo JinXiao said, gripping her hand. Her palm was cold, and Luo JinXiao tightened her hold, trying to warm it.
Qu WeiYin, gasping for breath, fully awoke and, upon seeing Luo JinXiao's face, froze, lost in thought.
She coughed, hiding her emotions as she withdrew her hand, speaking coldly, "Why are you here?"
Luo JinXiao hesitated, stammering, "I came, I..."
"To persuade me?" Qu WeiYin's words were sharp.
Luo JinXiao seemed at a loss, unable to speak. How could she advise when she didn't understand Qu WeiYin's suffering?
The pressure from the Dragon-Binding Whip weighed heavily, sapping her strength. Even after a few moments, Luo JinXiao felt a dull pain in her chest. Desperate, she grabbed Qu WeiYin's arm again, pleading, "Little Martial Aunt, we need to find a way out. If you keep this up, you’re just waiting for Qu Chengzhou to get rid of you."
"The Dragon-Binding Whip isn’t so easily escaped. This doesn’t concern you, so leave!" Qu WeiYin pushed Luo JinXiao forcefully, her brow furrowed in anger.
"My affairs are not yours to meddle in. Don’t trap yourself in the same predicament," Qu WeiYin said, nearly gritting her teeth.
"I have my own matters to attend to. Everyone has their fate. You’re not weak anymore; stay away to avoid my misfortune rubbing off on you."
Detecting a hint of blame in Qu WeiYin's tone, Luo JinXiao felt guilty and quickly said, "I didn’t mean to hide my cultivation. Elder Liu told me to, so..."
"I'm not blaming you," Qu WeiYin cut her off, her demeanor cold and distant.
Despite knowing Qu WeiYin’s nature, Luo JinXiao felt a chill in her heart, as if something had frozen inside her.
She pressed her lips together, steeling herself to pull Qu WeiYin closer, placing her palm on her shoulder, forcibly channeling her spiritual energy to protect her heart.
"Luo JinXiao!" Qu WeiYin struggled, but exhausted, she was powerless, her eyes glaring.
"You've saved me many times. How can I ignore that?" Luo JinXiao bit her lip, her eyes misty, her tone gentle yet firm.
Silence enveloped them. Qu WeiYin seemed moved, her gaze lingering on Luo JinXiao's tear-filled eyes, saying nothing.
Rarely had she felt so helpless, but this was the pinnacle.
Outside might have been another world, the room isolated by the Dragon-Binding Whip’s barrier. Luo JinXiao’s hand trembled as she persevered, shielding Qu WeiYin from harm.
"Let go," Qu WeiYin said.
Luo JinXiao shook her head, steadfastly protecting Qu WeiYin from the whip’s damage.
"Little Martial Aunt, I won’t persuade you. You have your reasons," she said.
"But I can’t just stand by," Luo JinXiao leaned closer, using her energy to create a barrier. "You’re the kindest person I’ve ever met."
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Transmigrated into a Waste Who Married the Villain.
Fantasy(MTL)#2 穿成娶了反派的废物 Author: Qiqian Zhexie (七千折戏) Synopsis Luo Jinxiao, recently hailed as a prodigy in the world of cultivation, met her demise during a battle against the Demon Sect. Upon awakening, she found herself transported back two thousand yea...
