"Cangwu, I'll go face them. Don't go up against Lin Wanwan. What if you don't make it? You still have to be the father of my child."
Ji Xiaosong blocked Feng Cangwu, who had been about to go out. Her mission in this world wasn't finished yet; she couldn't let the father of her child get into any trouble.
She had heard before that the luck of a transmigrated woman could influence the Heavenly Dao. 'Since I can still fight, I might as well be the one to go.'
"Song, Lin Wanwan and her people came prepared. This is a surprise attack, so you're definitely not ready for it. Why not use Spells? I think that's your safest bet."
Feng Cangwu held Ji Xiaosong's hand, his face full of worry.
"It's fine. I'm doing this to protect all of you, so it shouldn't be a big problem. If something really does happen, you'll protect me, right?"
"I will!"
"Then that's settled. Let's go."
