"Master..."
Qing Shuang's voice was much softer than usual, with a hint of an almost imperceptible attachment in the trailing tones.
She looked at Gu Xing, deep within those blue eyes, emotions surged with an indescribable complexity.
Rescued by Gu Xing at all costs under the erosion of the Slaughter Law...
Some things that had long been buried, like seeds soaked by rain, could no longer be contained, breaking through the ground, growing clear and intense.
But she remembered.
She once mustered the courage to clumsily reveal her feelings.
But what she received was not Gu Xing's response!
Therefore, she took a deep breath, suppressing all her affection deep in her eyes.
"Master, thank you!"
She spoke again, her voice regaining some of its former coolness, though the slightly trembling tone betrayed her unease.
"If not for you... Qing Shuang might have long sunk entirely into that endless desire for slaughter, beyond redemption."
