The air briefly fell silent.
A moment later, Wang Yating's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot.
Tears couldn't stop falling.
"It's great, you're okay, I'm okay, we are still ourselves..."
Unable to control her emotions, Wang Yating threw herself into Ye Ming's arms and started crying loudly.
"I thought we'd never see each other again."
Ye Ming was stunned, allowing Wang Yating to embrace him. The fragrance of the girl's body kept penetrating his nostrils, stirring his heart.
This was the first time Wang Yating had shown such a vulnerable side in front of him, crying out loud as if to vent all her grievances.
Before long, Ye Ming's shoulder became moist.
Ye Ming, not knowing what else to do, patted Wang Yating on the back and whispered comfortingly, "It's okay, everything is fine now, I am still me, you are still you."
"That Fox Demon has been dealt with by me."
"Really?" Wang Yating stared at Ye Ming with disbelief.