Lu Qingshan's vision remained blurry, but the taut strings of his heart relaxed instantly when Xia Daoyun appeared.
The scene of young lovers reunited after a long separation seemed like something straight out of a fantastical novel.
Especially when one party was trapped in a life-and-death situation, moments away from death, while the other arrived with a sword from the west, descending from the skies, just in the nick of time. Such a reunion was even more dramatic than any novel could depict.
The only difference was… books often feature heroes rescuing beauties. Why is it reversed for this former master-disciple pair?
The bold declaration, "With me, Xia Daoyun here, no one can harm him," made Lu Qingshan, disoriented and pale-faced, smile unconsciously. Anyone hearing this would think he was a spoiled pretty boy living off Xia Daoyun, a grievance with no outlet for complaint.
But... resorting to her assistance, how many people wish they could do the same?
