章節 1917: Two segment of memories

The man moved quicker than the eye could see, and the elderly man was kicked back a dozen meters back and crashed to the ground heavily.

The man's gaze landed on the girl, and an indescribable heartache surfaced in his placid and bone-chilling eyes.

"Does it hurt, Xiao Feng?"

The man swiftly knelt down and gently pulled the girl into his arms.

"Why… are you here…?" The girl opened her eyes and weakly looked at this man who resembled a god descending to the mortal world.

"I was worried about you," the man answered.

"Is it… just you…?" She stared at him.

"Just me is enough," the man expressionlessly said.

"Leave. Forget about me… It's unrelated… to you." It was unclear whether it was tears or raindrops on her face.

"Don't talk." The man carried the girl, allowing her to lean against his chest.