Watching Lan Qinghuan pull him along ahead, looking so cheerful, carefree, and genuinely unharmed, Di Lianzhe shook his head helplessly. He put away his icy, frost-like aura, broke into the only sincere smile he had worn in days, and accompanied her at a gentle, unhurried pace.
No matter what the future held, at this moment he felt an unprecedented sense of happiness. As long as he could, he would do his utmost to protect this innocent Lan Qinghuan day by day.
The towering Blood Altar looked right in front of them, but for some reason, neither Di Lianzhe nor Lan Qinghuan could get any closer. It felt like a mirage in the desert.
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