Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hu Qing hastily retracted his hand after touching the vines.

He raised his palm and felt that his palm was already red hot.

The burning sensation spread from his palm to his heart. He loosened his hand that was carrying Little Qing Han, letting her body fall from his grasp.

Nan Xian instantly stepped forward, grabbed Little Qing Han"s lapel, and pulled her to his side.

On top of that cold expression, there was a hint of disdain.

Of course, it was only to Little Qing Han.

If Little Qing Han had not called him Father… He would not have even caught in time and would have simply let her fall to the ground.

Hu Qing"s face suddenly darkened, and he laughed out coldly.

“Nan Xian, it"s too late for you to rush back now, and even if you do, I"m afraid that you might not be able to escape from me. I won"t let you do what you want…”

He grunted coldly as his body transformed into a sword and swiftly moved toward Nan Xian.

Nan Xian s.h.i.+elded Little Qing Han behind him and braced for the attack from Hu Qing.

However…

Before Hu Qing could reach in front of Nan Xian, a purple robe suddenly came and landed in front of him.

Boom!

Dust was stirred up from the ground and covered the sky.

The man"s purple robe flew up in the violent wind. His evil and handsome face looked cold and arrogant.

The purple lightning symbol beneath his eyes had changed a little, but it was always much smaller than when he was in the Divine Herbs Sect.

“Leave this man to me. You go find her.”

Jiu Ming smirked. His voice was firm and undeniable.

Nan Xian was silent for a moment. “Alright.”

He had more important things to do.

Just as Nan Xian turned around, that evil cold voice came from the back again, causing him to stop in his tracks.

“Nan Xian, I"ve given her to you. If you make her sad…” Jiu Ming paused. “I, Jiu Ming, will definitely not let you go. Even if you die, I will find you in h.e.l.l! ”

The man raised his handsome face. His voice gradually dissipated with the wind, but his words were stuck in his mind for a long time.

Nan Xian stood behind the man. His robe was as white as snow, untouched by the dust. His gaze remained cold and arrogant.

“Thank you.”

Feng Ruqing did not understand Jiu Ming"s feelings for her, but he could see it.

That kind of gaze that only a rival had… He could feel it.

He did a commendable job by letting her go.

He could actually go to the palace to find Qing"er and not come here.

But he was still here after all…

So, for the first time, Nan Xian thanked him.

Even if it was… Only for Qing"er.

“If you want to thank me, then use your life to love and protect her! Nan Xian, I hope you"ll let me know that I"m making the right choice now, or I"ll regret letting you go back to marry her.”

Because she deserved it… Deserved to be loved by someone who cared for her with all his heart and all his soul.

He only hoped that he had made the right choice now, or else he would surely regret it for the rest of his life.

Nan Xian walked away.

He carried Little Qing Han in his hands and, like a light breeze, disappeared without a trace.

Hu Qing looked at the man in front of him angrily. “It"s you again, b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Aren"t you done yet? You love the Ninth Emperor… Why did you come and help Nan Xian? Isn"t he your rival?”