Shen Yaowei's eyes were filled with monstrous anger and killing intent. Huo Junhan followed her gaze and wasn't surprised to see Huo Yuntian.
Huo Yuntian strode towards the dragon chair and didn't notice anything wrong.
A bad guess filled Huo Junhan's heart. He slowly held Shen Yaowei's hand.
"Yaoyao, you'll get hurt if this goes on. Let go of me and be good."
Only then did Shen Yaowei take a deep breath and lower her eyes to hide the pain in them. She leaned her head gently on Huo Junhan's shoulder and said in a soft voice, "Junhan, Huo Yuntian killed my mother."
Huo Junhan's eyes darkened.
Sure enough, she knew.
"I'll avenge you. It's not time yet, Yaoyao. You have to trust me." Huo Junhan slowly tightened his grip on Shen Yaowei's hand and whispered in her ear in a voice only she could hear.
Shen Yaowei nodded gently and opened her palm, interlocking her fingers with Huo Junhan.
