"The village chief will be fine, right? I just felt the ground seemed to be shaking."
At the foot of the Leifeng Tower ruins' steps, Wang Yuyan paced restlessly in place, frequently looking up toward Leifeng Tower, her fair face full of worry.
Beside her, Murong Qingqing walked over with a calm smile, held Wang Yuyan's soft hand in comfort, and said, "Yuyan, don't worry. Your village chief will be fine. Remember, General Yue and Hero Xiao have explored the tower's base before, and they returned safely. Your village chief, the Champion King with his unparalleled divine skill, will of course be alright."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
"I hope so."
Wang Yuyan muttered softly and then smiled, looking at Qingqing's beautiful yet dignified face. Seeing the fearless light in her eyes, she felt much more at ease and shook her head.
"Actually, I'm not that worried about him. I know he can handle it for sure."
