"Wu Yun, why do you look so terrible?" Sun Yurou walked in, her brows slightly furrowed. "Are you feeling unwell?"
"A little," Wu Yun said. "I just have a feeling that something bad is going to happen."
"Is that so?" Sun Yurou thought for a moment and then said, "I'll go find Xuanji."
"Hey, wait a second!" Wu Yun wanted to call Sun Yurou back, but she had already run off.
Wu Yun had no choice but to sigh and continue sitting.
After Sun Yurou's careful treatment, his body had recovered quite well, and he had even begun rehabilitation training for both of his legs.
Over this period, he had developed not only gratitude but also affection for Sun Yurou.
However, the situation of his Witch Clan was quite special, and he feared for Sun Yurou's safety. Moreover, he was currently a prisoner, so he didn't dare to confess his feelings.
He thought to himself that one day, when he could live openly and honorably, he would confess his feelings to Sun Yurou.