Who Are You...?

Davis and Lea looked into each other's eyes when the former's lips moved.

"Now then, will you return or come with me to see me kill the Dark Ironroar Palace's Immortal?"

"I know you took the Infernal Lightning Emperor by surprise initially, so I assume it won't happen again, leading me to become your weakness if I get caught, so I'll obediently return home, husband."

"You're an understanding wife, Lea."

Davis kissed her forehead as he watched her sound gentle and adorable, complimenting her. The stern, cold-faced Sect Master in his mind was nowhere to be seen as she became bashful with her cheeks adopting a red hue of affection, causing his affinity towards her to increase enormously at this moment.

They called each other with endearing terms, only making their love grow unabashedly.

"However, leaving right now is also dangerous as we don't know how many immortals entered the Fifty-Two Territories. Can't have you taken hostage suddenly."