Since you're unconvinced, there's no choice but to change tactics.
Si Miaoxue quickly paid the price for her "foolishness," although this "price" was not something she wanted to obtain in this manner.
"Master is dead, and my senior sister and I depend on each other for survival. She is my only family, and I must protect her from any harm..."
Lin Miao curled up in the embrace of a certain enchantress, seeking a bit of peace of mind. At this moment, he was fully immersing himself in the emotions of the true, original "Lin Miao."
Only he himself didn't realize that the Lin Miao within him was not truly "dead"; he was merely living in another way.
"Miaoxue knows, Miaoxue understands," Si Miaoxue gently said. The Lin Miao in front of her now seemed like a man not yet seventeen; the previous one was too mature, too rational, too unrealistic.
