Jiang Fan felt a wrenching pain in his chest.
Because she worried about my safety, Liu Qingxian didn't even care about her own life?
"Later, we encountered disciples from various sects returning with casualties."
"Upon learning about the heavy casualties at Boundary Mountain, she could barely stand."
"Knowing you were safe and sound, she knelt on the ground in joy, praying to the gods."
"But then you ran off to the Demon Race's territory, with your life and death unknown, plunging her into hell!"
"Clinging to a last shred of hope, she barely managed to make it to Boundary Mountain!"
At this point.
Nangong Xiaoyun felt indignant on behalf of Liu Qingxian.
She glared at Jiang Fan resentfully.
"Such a good girl, and you nearly tortured her to death!"
"If you hadn't been alive, the remaining half of her life would have gone with you!"
"In this lifetime, having a girl who loves you so deeply, you'd better cherish her."
"No one will ever care for you more than she does!"