The Tragedy

Dao Ming pulled Xiang Ling closer before he surrounded her small frame in his strong and muscular arms and hugged her tightly. He patted the back of her head softly, almost as if he was giving her a head massage. "Thank you so much, Little Star. Both of us owe you a lot. Thank you for trusting us despite everything. Thank you so much."

He then placed a soft kiss on her temple before he placed his chin on the crown of her head. All the fake strength left Xiang Ling and she allowed herself to have a moment where she could show her true feelings. Resting her face against his chest, she confessed in a small voice, "I'm starting to get scared, Ah Ming."

"Don't." The one who spoke was Xin Cheng, and as Dao Ming pulled away from the hug and stepped aside, the Demon Emperor walked forward to stand in front of Xiang Ling. "We have been searching for the Shadow Lord all this time, and it seems like we finally have a lead. We will find him soon. So, don't worry."