His tone was icy because, at the moment the candle was lit, the scene of his hand kept reappearing in his mind.
He felt fear.
He truly felt fear.
For the first time, he felt such fear.
"Is there another candle? They all have candles, you don't have one. What if you accidentally fall? Let me down, you've carried me for so long; you must be tired." An Xiaomian's voice was full of concern. As she spoke, she wanted to get down, not wanting him to carry her any longer.
Shangguan Xiu suddenly pressed her legs down and told her in a deep voice, "Don't move. I'm not tired. This ground is dirty; you shouldn't come down. Also, my night vision is excellent. I don't need a candle. You keep sleeping. Once I get what I want, we will leave immediately."
"Oh..." An Xiaomian listened to his strong and icy tone, knowing he was serious. She knew she couldn't change his mind, so she had to accept his arrangement.
However, she was a bit curious, "What do you want to take? What's the use of it?"
