Second Master Xie gave a firm nod and, without hesitation, walked toward the edge of the cliff.
As he passed Fang Qingdai, she suddenly grabbed his hand.
Fang Qingdai was a female general who had seen battle; she rarely ever cried.
But now, her eyes were red, as if a thousand words were caught in her throat. In the end, all she said was:
"Bring Yici back, and you come back safely, too."
They hadn't been this close since the misunderstanding between them all those years ago had been resolved.
Fang Qingdai's words made Second Master Xie feel, for a moment, as if he had returned to the days of their youth, when they were in love.
Before any battle, big or small, whenever he was about to leave on a long journey, Fang Qingdai would always give him the same worried reminder.
Only this time, he not only had to return safely himself, but he also had to bring back their daughter.
Second Master Xie nodded reassuringly. "I promise you."
Only then did Fang Qingdai let go of his hand.
