Despite Huo Yu's concerns about her ability to protect Shen Xinglan, Shen Xinglan still took only her to the flower market.
Before getting out of the car, Huo Yu held Shen Xinglan's hand and urged, "Madam, if anything happens, I'm your shield, and you run."
"Huo Yu, are you overthinking things?" Shen Xinglan was bemused. In broad daylight, who would be reckless enough to provoke her?
"Be that as it may, I want you to be prepared anyway."
Huo Yu smiled. Her biggest worry was Shen Xinglan getting hurt. The Master loved her dearly— if she allowed Shen Xinglan to get hurt, he would unleash his wrath on her and she would never forgive herself either.
"Rest assured. If something goes wrong, I'll be the first to bolt. I won't hold you back." Having said that, Shen Xinglan got out of the car, donning her hat and leading Huo Yu into the flower market.