Yan Moshan, smelling the unique fragrance of Chu Tian's body and watching her panic-stricken expression, patted her back and said,
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, nothing will happen to you!"
"Thank you, Brother Moshan!" Chu Tian said, looking at Yan Moshan with gratitude once more.
"Alright! Just be careful and follow behind them."
Yan Moshan nodded, then he let go of Chu Tian and turned to look behind.
Just a moment ago, he had felt a sharp gaze fixed on his back.
As Yan Moshan turned, he saw Lengyun and could only smile and say,
"It's just a little girl who got frightened. I was just comforting her. What's with that look?"
"What look? I just glanced at you casually. Why are you so nervous? Do you have a guilty conscience?" Lengyun asked with her pink lips pursed and casting a sidelong glance at Yan Moshan.
"Ha ha—what can possibly be on my mind? Let's go!"
Yan Moshan laughed and turned his attention forward.