Ling Tianyu hurriedly started the car and continued on his way to the company, now unsure of what to say.
Duan Yanran had no Spiritual Root, and once he dealt with the troubles in The City, he would have to leave it sooner or later. Was he supposed to take her with him? The Cultivation World was a place that devoured the weak, where everything was based on strength; without formidable power, he couldn't even ensure his own safety.
Thinking of this, Ling Tianyu shook his head, resolute not to get involved. Silently watching over her would be enough, he thought, as a way to fulfill the promise he made to the Old Man.
Listening to music, Duan Yanran turned her head and stared non-stop at Ling Tianyu, her big eyes brimming with adoration as if she wished she could lean closer and plant a kiss on his lips.
Ling Tianyu found himself unable to focus on driving, his heart racing whenever Duan Yanran looked at him, causing him to struggle to maintain control of the steering wheel.