Jiang Chen, Xiao Qingyi, the Black Emperor, Little White, Lui Yifa, Yuwen Xunyi, Di Tian, and other powerful experts stood shoulder to shoulder.
Jiang Chen's gaze swept over the people by his side.
His lover.
His brothers.
And even former rivals...
But now, they all stood with him, forming a united front.
"Brother Chen, are your injuries okay?" Xiao Qingyi asked, looking at Jiang Chen with concern. Her slender, jade-like hand gently squeezed his broad palm, her face filled with worry.
Jiang Chen squeezed her delicate hand back and shook his head gently. "I'm fine! Qingyi, are you scared?"
"No!"
Xiao Qingyi shook her head, her watery eyes fixed on Jiang Chen without blinking. "As long as Brother Chen is here, Qingyi isn't afraid of anything!"
"Mm."
A warmth spread through Jiang Chen's heart.
The Black Emperor stood atop Little White's head, its eyes wide.
Seeing their clasped hands, Bai Ling and Lin Feifei both felt a pang of sadness and disappointment.
