A Night of Danger

His eyes flew open and he froze at the sight of a massive shadow looming just beyond the edge of the tent.

"What... What is that?" he stammered, his voice shaking.

Shen Xinghui groped around for something to hold onto in panic.

At the same time, Ignatius's hand firmly gripped his hand.

"I'll take care of it," Ignatius said in a calm, steady voice.

Shen Xinghui looked up to see Ignatius's resolute expression as he began to rise.

However, fear overwhelmed Shen Xinghui, and he clung tightly to Ignatius's leg, shaking his head silently.

He didn't want Ignatius to leave.

He was too scared.

Looking at how scared Shen Xinghui was, Ignatius knelt down and pulled him into his strong embrace. "Don't worry. The barrier around this tent is strong. Nothing can break through it."

"Then stay..." Shen Xinghui began, but before he could finish, Ignatius stood up and moved toward the tent's entrance.

"!"