"BOOM!"
The Snow Wall crumbled, shattering into a thousand flecks of light.
Jiang Xinli had just finished lowering Hua Xi's Uprising Value. She had barely turned her head before a golden figure swept her into a tight, warm embrace.
"Ah Ze, you're not hurt, are you?" As she breathed in his familiar cedar scent, the anxiety that had gripped her heart finally eased.
Sheng Tianze lowered his gaze tenderly, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "Lili, I'm not."
"No, let me see for myself." She reached out, gently caressing his cheek as she anxiously looked him over.
'Good. His Spiritual Riot Value is a little high, but there are no physical injuries.'
"Is Xuan Ying alright, too?" she asked, poking her head out from Sheng Tianze's embrace.
She was met with the sight of a thoroughly displeased Xuan Ying. His cold gaze, like that of a venomous snake, shot a harsh glare at both her and Sheng Tianze.
