Xuanyuan Mo Ze held her hand. "Don't worry about him, he is an old swindler, you can't believe all of his words."
"But I always have this uneasy feeling that something that I can't control will happen." She frowned. "You have no idea. He's a bit of a mystery. I do not dare to simply dismiss his words."
"Don't worry! Whatever comes, I will face it with you. And what will happen will happen, just as the old swindler said. It is a blessing, not a curse. Yet, it's an inescapable curse."
"Mm." She agreed and snuggled in his arms.
The next morning, they set off at dawn. After the matters were done, they wanted to go home as soon as possible. There was still another thing. Xuanyuan Mo Ze planned that after Feng Jiu's mother had purged the remaining poison in her body, he would get his people to send them back to the Phoenix Empire. After that, he would prepare to send betrothal gifts.
