He looked at the usually dignified elder before him, who was now kneeling so humbly.

For a moment, I was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

He took a deep breath, helped Wu Hai up, and solemnly said, "Godfather, rest assured. I, Xiao Feng, swear here and now that I will find Su Mo, even if I have to search the entire Divine Descent Continent, I will never give up!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Hai's tense body finally relaxed.

He patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes: "With your words, I can rest assured."

After leaving the secret room, Xiao Feng hurriedly went to Zhao Yuwei's room.

He pushed open the door and saw Zhao Yuwei lying on the bed, her face as pale as paper, with several maids busy taking care of her.

Xiao Feng's heart clenched, and he quickly walked to the bedside.

"Yuwei, how are you feeling?" Xiao Feng asked softly, his voice full of concern.

Zhao Yuwei opened her eyes slightly, glanced weakly at Xiao Feng, and before she could speak, she fell asleep again.

Xiao Feng frowned and turned to the high priest beside him, asking, "High Priest, Yuwei, she..."

The high priest shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Miss Zhao's internal injuries are quite severe, and she needs to rest for a while. However, young master, you don't need to worry too much. As long as you take good care of yourself, you will eventually recover."

Hearing this, Xiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

He solemnly said to the high priest, "Thank you, high priest. I entrust Yuwei to you."

The high priest nodded and turned to leave.

Xiao Feng sat on the edge of the bed, staring intently at Zhao Yuwei's pale face.

As night fell, Xiao Feng remained by Zhao Yuwei's bedside.

He gently wiped the sweat from Zhao Yuwei's forehead, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Every now and then, he would feed Zhao Yuwei some water, afraid that she might be thirsty.

"Yuwei, you must get better soon," Xiao Feng murmured softly, his voice choked with emotion.

He recalled all the things he had experienced with Zhao Yuwei, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

Before he knew it, Xiao Feng had fallen asleep leaning against the bedside.

As dawn broke, Zhao Yuwei slowly woke up.

She felt pain all over her body, but it was much better than yesterday.

When she opened her eyes, she was surprised to find Xiao Feng fast asleep by the bedside.

Looking at Xiao Feng's slightly tired face, Zhao Yuwei felt a warmth in her heart.

"He... he actually stayed up all night for me?" Zhao Yuwei thought to herself, a hint of emotion flashing in her eyes.

She gently reached out, wanting to touch Xiao Feng's face, but stopped in mid-air and eventually withdrew her hand.

Just then, Xiao Feng suddenly woke up.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and saw Zhao Yuwei looking at him, which immediately woke him up.

"Yuwei! You're awake? How are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?" Xiao Feng asked in rapid succession, his eyes full of concern.

Seeing Xiao Feng's anxious expression, Zhao Yuwei couldn't help but smile: "I'm fine now, thank you for taking care of me for the night."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng scratched his head sheepishly and said, "It's nothing, it's my duty." He paused, then added, "If you need anything, just let me know."

Looking into Xiao Feng's sincere eyes, Zhao Yuwei knew that she had made the right choice in choosing this man for the rest of her life.

She said softly, "Xiao Feng, thank you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng's heart stirred.

Looking into Zhao Yuwei's gentle eyes, he suddenly felt his heart race.

The two looked into each other's eyes and were speechless for a moment.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the door, breaking the delicate atmosphere.

At this moment, Su Xueqing walked in carrying a bowl of steaming hot porridge.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of weariness in her eyes.

"Yuwei, I've brought you some porridge," Su Xueqing said softly, placing the porridge on the bedside table.

Zhao Yuwei nodded gratefully: "Thank you, Xueqing."

Su Xueqing forced a smile, then turned to Xiao Feng, her expression turning serious.

"Xiao Feng, there's something I need to tell you."

Xiao Feng noticed the change in her expression and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Xueqing bit her lip, but quickly made up her mind and said, "I plan to set off for Wushan tomorrow."

"A message came from the Ming Cult disciples that my father has gone toward Wushan."

Xiao Feng knew that Su Xueqing wanted to save her father, but he didn't expect her to make the decision so quickly.

Finally, he took Zhao Yuwei's hand and whispered, "Yuwei, I want to go to Wushan with Xueqing."

His eyes showed apology: "I know this decision may worry you, but Xueqing's father is in critical condition, and I can't just stand by and do nothing. I hope you can understand."

Looking into Xiao Feng's sincere eyes, Zhao Yuwei smiled gently: "I understand, go ahead. Xueqing needs your help. I'll wait here for you to come back safely."

Su Xueqing's eyes reddened with emotion, and she said in a choked voice, "Yuwei, thank you. I... I really don't know how to thank you."

Xiao Feng gently patted Su Xueqing's shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry, we will definitely rescue your father."

Zhao Yuwei also reached out and held Su Xueqing's hand, saying softly, "Xueqing, you must be careful. The situation in Wushan is unclear, so you must look after each other."

Su Xueqing nodded gratefully, tears welling in her eyes: "I will, thank you."

Looking at the two girls, Xiao Feng felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

"Then we'll set off first thing tomorrow morning," Xiao Feng said. "Now let's get some rest and recharge our energy."

The three chatted for a while longer, discussing some details of the itinerary.

As night deepened, Su Xueqing took her leave, leaving Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei behind.

A brief silence fell over the room. Xiao Feng gently took Zhao Yuwei's hand and said softly, "Yuwei, I'm sorry for making you worry."

Zhao Yuwei shook her head and smiled gently, "It's okay, I believe you. It's just..."

She paused, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes: "You must come back safely."

Xiao Feng nodded solemnly: "I promise you, I will definitely return safely."

The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere in the room became warm and sweet.

Xiao Feng gently embraced Zhao Yuwei, feeling each other's warmth and heartbeat.

He looked down at the beauty in his arms and said softly, "Yuwei, you are so good."

Zhao Yuwei looked up at Xiao Feng, her eyes full of tenderness: "You too."

She tiptoed and gently kissed Xiao Feng on the lips.

Xiao Feng's heart fluttered, and he hugged Zhao Yuwei even tighter.

The two fell asleep in each other's arms, spending a tender night together.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the curtains.

Xiao Feng opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuwei, who was still fast asleep, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

Just as he was about to get up, Su Xueqing's voice came from outside the door: "Xiao Feng, are you ready? We should set off."

Xiao Feng gently nudged Zhao Yuwei: "Yuwei, it's time to get up."

Zhao Yuwei rubbed her eyes, and a hint of reluctance flashed in her eyes when she saw Xiao Feng about to leave.