Supporting each other for over a decade, their bond was as deep as the ocean; the two closest people in the world had long shared no secrets.
Yet, for the first time, Mi Bai saw such tension on Lu Xuening's face.
Gently holding the icy, trembling hand of his wife, the scholar spoke in a low, steady voice: "Don't panic. I am here."
From a practical standpoint, a man's comfort often provided little use. Matters that could worry a disciple of the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion were rarely ones that a scholar could resolve.
But at times, when people were trapped in desperate circumstances, they didn't plead for a divine weapon to vanquish all foes; they sought merely a sliver of spiritual solace.
At least, in that moment, Mi Bai's words quickly steadied Lu Xuening's emotions. Her fingers tightened, gripping his palm urgently as she said, "Unparalleled City is no longer safe to remain in. We must take the children and leave at once!"
