Zhou Qing looked at Zhang Qi, her eyes red, and she shook her head, stuffing the amulet into Zhang Qi's embrace, "No, Brother Zhang, if we die, we die together. I will never run away and leave you all behind!"
"Junior Sister Zhou, keep this," Zhang Qi forcibly stuffed the amulet into Zhou Qing's arms, hesitated for a moment, then his expression suddenly softened a bit, "Qing'er, actually I've always liked you. I was planning to ask the Great Elder for your hand after we got out of the Secret Realm, but maybe I won't have that chance. I hope you can live well."
Zhang Qi's sudden confession left Zhou Qing completely stunned. She looked at Zhang Qi, her mind blank, and when she came to her senses, her face turned bright red. She wanted to lower her head, but also wanted to see more of Zhang Qi, so she lifted her head again.
