Xing Chen was wearing a black robe. He raised his hand to pull back the hood. His grayish-white curly hair was a little messy and fluffy. There was no color on his pale, almost sickly face.
He looked at Lin Huanhuan, who was so close to him, and curled his bright red lips. "Do you remember your previous promise?"
Promise?
For a moment, Huanhuan did not react to what he was asking.
Xing Chen approached her. "From the looks of it, you've forgotten your promise."
Huanhuan quickly shrank back. "What do you want?"
"You promised me before that you'd come with me if I saved you. It's time you kept that promise."
After his reminder, Huanhuan remembered that she was kidnapped by Cynthia on Elven Divine Mountain previously. That was when she asked Xing Chen to save her life.
The price she promised him back then was to go with him.
Huanhuan swallowed involuntarily. She was doomed. The creditor had come looking for her.
