Against Xie Jianyu's expectation, Zhang Fengxi did not show any reluctance at all.
"Let's go back to report our findings to the Golden Dragon Palace then," Zhang Fengxi said decisively.
Xie Jianyu stared at Zhang Fengxi in disbelief.
"Wait. Zhang Fengxi, did you hear me correctly?"
Either that, or he, Xie Jianyu, was the one who heard wrong.
"I heard you loud and clear," Zhang Fengxi smiled while caressing Xie Jianyu's cheek. "And I fully agree."
Xie Jianyu grabbed Zhang Fengxi's wrist when the latter removed Xiao Huang from Wangshu's back.
"Wait. Why?"
"Why what?"
"You..."
Xie Jianyu squeezed Zhang Fengxi's wrist.
"You love him," he choked the sentence out, getting rid of the ball of thorn that was lodged in his throat for a long time. "I know that he is the love of your life, so why..."
