Linfeng gazed at Xiong Zhi's face. He answered gently. "If I waited more, then they may find out something from the spies and immediately report it. The more time they have in torturing them, the riskier it will be for you."
Xiong Zhi's slender brows frowned. But her moving hands were still light and gentle. "I told you that it is fine even if my name ended up getting exposed to Ming Zhi Yi. I would rather have my plans exposed than have you get hurt like this."
Since her rebirth, her greatest purpose in defeating her enemies was to protect Linfeng. What was happening now, was this not ironic?
Linfeng stopped Xiong Zhi's hand. Her hands were cold and pale like her face. "I'm not planning to die. I can afford to get hurt this much because I can bear it." His hands caressed her face. "So please, don't look at me like I am barely hanging on a thread. Your man is strong. I am really fine." He kissed her lips. "So don't worry too much, hmm?"
