"Can you really..."
"I swear."
Before Qiu Xi could finish her sentence, Lin Fan raised three fingers to the sky and swore.
"I will never go back on my word. I promised to help all of the exiled race, and I will make sure to fulfill it. If I break this promise, let me be struck by lightning!"
Lin Fan's expression was very serious, his brows furrowed tightly, not allowing any deviation.
Qiu Xi didn't know why she wanted to trust a guy whose name she didn't even know.
But.
This guy had an expression on his face that made one have to believe him.
Moreover.
There was something about him that brought a sense of peace, even more so than being by Lan Zhengqing's side, an irresistible feeling.
Maybe it was an innate ability.
"Okay, I believe you."
Qiu Xi nodded heavily; this was her last gamble.
She didn't know why Lin Fan appeared here, but since she already let those women out of the cellar, doing one more foolish thing wouldn't be surprising.
