So Conflicted!

The smell of blood entered Yan Ye's nose, and his entire body seemed to have frozen. He suddenly retracted his arms that were holding Beiting Huang, and his chest was already heaving up and down. Fear began to spread through his blood like poison. All the negative emotions in his purple eyes surged out.

"Huang'er, nothing can happen to you. Nothing can happen to you. Don't scare me…"

He murmured and couldn't speak. Even someone as powerful as Yan Ye was at a loss at this moment. He hugged Beiting Huang and didn't know what to do. He paused for a moment before putting her on the ground. He used his sleeve to wipe the blood from Beiting Huang's nose.