For Wuxian, it might have been too soon, but that's how eras are—no one will wait for your growth. He needed tempering. He needed to walk a path that belonged to himself. He wanted to become a true Demon Emperor, achieving great deeds unparalleled in the world, awe-inspiring the Northern Border.
After sending Wuxian away, Guang Xiaoyu slowly withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, looked at her senior brother, and said teasingly, "Senior Brother, did you guess I was in danger and come to save me?"
Theoretically, that could be understood, she mused, her smile beaming.
If the White Emperor were here and saw her like this, he would certainly not believe his eyes. The mighty Demon Emperor, acting like such a demure woman?
"You guess!" Chen Pingping said with a smile.
"That's my guess," she replied, leaning in closer.
