Han Shi was silent.
He knew that his strength was inferior to Qin Xi's. He couldn't help at all. He felt a deep sense of loss and defeat. However, at the same time, Qin Xi was right. If he really wanted to help Xi, he could only try his best not to hinder her.
Seeing Han Shi's dejection, Qin Xi held his handsome face. Her face was slightly red and her eyes were gentle. "Stone, don't let your imagination run wild. The situation this time is different. Believe me, we'll be fine."
Han Shi took a deep breath and restrained his bad mood. He pulled her into his arms. "Xi, promise me that if you're no match for him, you'll retreat immediately. I don't want anything to happen to you."
Qin Xi leaned against Han Shi's firm chest and sniffed his familiar scent. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "Yes, I know. I cherish my life very much!"