The pain of reattaching a severed finger is second only to the reshaping of bones.
Lin Xintang was young, her tolerance far from adequate, and she fainted from the pain in Yu Rongling's arms.
Yu Rongling held Xiao Xin Tang tightly, and soon he too fell asleep.
The sudden loss of a finger, combined with the need to use spiritual power to facilitate the fusion, took a significant toll on Yu Rongling's body.
"Cousin, if Lin Xintang isn't the daughter of the Snake Lord, could she be the Second Master's?" Lin Hang stroked his chin, observing them for a while, then leaned over sneakily to try and get the truth out of me.
I didn't want to satisfy this guy's curious gossip, "Don't bother me with trivial things, go play elsewhere."
Honestly, if I were Lin Hang, I wouldn't be able to resist guessing either.
Yu Erhuo, who has always played around in the mortal world, living freely and unrestrained.
It's the first time I've seen him care for someone so unconditionally.
