"I'm still a little unaccustomed to you being like this; it's rather sudden..."
Wu Lai broke out in a cold sweat, and he wiped it away.
Song Xi narrowed his eyes and said seriously, "After ten thousand years of wandering, I have experienced countless hardships and bitterness. It is said that after bitterness comes sweetness, and those who survive great calamities are sure to have good fortune. I don't know how many times I have escaped death. This time, I don't want to sit and wait for death, to be manipulated by others. I am really grateful to you for telling me all this. No matter what our positions are in the future, I am determined to be your friend."
“Actually, your formation is almost stable. Now it just needs a few more medicinal baths to enhance it. I didn’t report it to Si Ming because I wanted to buy some more time. I haven’t figured out what to do. I don’t want to hand you over to them, but if I let you go like this, no matter where you go, those hypocritical people in the Heavenly Court will still not let you go. I’m quite confused right now…”
"Don't panic, the real show hasn't even started yet. Now that my divine punishment is mostly over, you should report to Si Ming on time," Song Xiwei said dismissively.
Wu Lai looked worried. "Why didn't you plan for a few more days? Why the rush?"
"Of course I'm anxious. A day apart feels like three autumns. Have you forgotten how much I miss my sweetheart? We haven't seen each other for so long, and I've kept this from him. I'm always worried that something might happen to him. Anyway, I want to end this as soon as possible so I can go back to him. I really don't want to drag this out and waste time for nothing." Song Xiwei's face was full of longing for Aoqian.
Looking at Song Xiwei's expression, Wu Lai felt a pang of jealousy, but said aloud, "Take one last medicinal bath tomorrow. I'll report to Si Ming and go to the Heavenly Court the day after tomorrow. Is that alright?"
“No problem, then the day after tomorrow,” Song Xiwei said.
Seeing Song Xiwei's confident expression, Wu still reminded him, "You... don't be too careless."
"Of course I know I can't underestimate them. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. But you, don't be so tense," Song Xi said with a smile, trying to reassure Wu Lai.
Wu Lai didn't know whether he should believe her, but he didn't seem to have any other good way to protect Song Xiwei from all this, so he had no choice but to do as Song Xiwei said.
The God of Fate arranged for several hundred officials to receive the emperor, but in reality, it was just to prevent Song Xiwei from escaping.
After all, that was a piece of meat that the Heavenly Court had been eyeing for 100,000 years, and this operation was a secret one, so they were afraid that there might be the slightest mistake.
Song Xi glanced sideways and saw Wu Lai wiping away sweat. She smiled and said, "You, didn't I tell you not to be nervous?"
"It's not too late for you to regret it now. The Heavenly Court has set up a net, just waiting for you to go..." Wu Lai didn't know where Song Xiwei's confidence came from. In any case, he regretted it now. He wanted to persuade her to go back, to hide away and not go to the Heavenly Court, not to take the risk. Even if she wanted to go back to find her beloved, Wu Lai was now both regretful and afraid, afraid that he would really send Song Xiwei into the fire pit.
Wu Lai looked like he was about to cry; his expression was heavy and sorrowful, and Song Xiwei could only say to him, "I have a sure-fire technique. Even if they have an inescapable net, I will be fine. Don't you have faith in me?"
“I always feel you’re overconfident. You’re afraid of the worst-case scenario…” Wu Lai said anxiously.
He had never been so anxious for anyone, but Song Xiwei was very easygoing and didn't care at all.
"Do you remember what you told me?" Song Xiwei comforted him, "My divine punishment has been stabilized, and I can unleash the greatest divine power from the God Lord. That's one thing. If we're just relying on cultivation to fight, I won't lose to anyone. Secondly, my face is still something to talk about, isn't it?"
Wu Lai stared wide-eyed in surprise, because he seemed to vaguely understand Song Xiwei's meaning from the second half of her sentence.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com