Chapter 310: The Precious Sword Gifted to the Beauty

Zhao Manying stepped forward with joy and laughter in her eyes, whispering, "Xinghuo, you're back."

Her tone was light, revealing no fluctuations, as if Ji Xinghuo had simply stepped out for a daily errand and returned promptly.

But Ji Xinghuo could feel the depth of her affection at this moment.

More than a year of separation had not weakened Zhao Manying's feelings for him one bit; on the contrary, like a fine vintage wine growing clearer with time, it had deepened, becoming more profound and lasting than before.

Ji Xinghuo also smiled, moving forward to take Zhao Manying's hand, pulling her into his embrace.

Inhaling the fragrance of her hair and feeling the strong beat of her heart made him feel both guilty and touched.

"I've worried you, Manying," Ji Xinghuo said softly.

"It's okay," replied Zhao Manying, "I trust your strength, knew you'd be fine, and that you'd return sooner or later."