"Ah?"
Prajna Bates was taken aback, quickly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, shaking her head and saying, "No, I wasn't crying."
Lionel Yeager sighed in his heart and said, "Prajna, I think we should talk."
"About what?"
Prajna Bates avoided his gaze, "Mr. Yeager, it's been a big battle tonight and I'm a bit tired. I want to sleep early.
You should sleep early too."
Lionel Yeager said nothing, just looked at the girl's eyes.
Prajna Bates turned her head away, not daring to meet Lionel Yeager's gaze.
Lionel Yeager sighed and said softly, "Prajna, during this time we've been together, I've come to think of you as my little sister.
I think there should be no secrets between us.
If you encounter any trouble, you can tell me.
As long as I can help, I will.
I don't want you to bear all the pain alone."
Hearing this, Prajna Bates couldn't hold back her emotions any longer.
She choked, and tears flowed down her face uncontrollably.