"Miss Ai Lin, your strength is extraordinary, you must not be worried, but for us, a warrior of Long Yi's caliber is not someone we can easily handle," Saint Jialin said.
"That's true. That idiot may be arrogant, but his strength is not bad. Although he is far inferior to me, he is much stronger than you all," Ai Lin said.
"Exactly, exactly," Saint Jialin inwardly rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, when it comes to arrogance, you're not far behind.
"But you don't have much to worry about, do you? I'm still here, aren't I? Rest assured, I've been mooching off you for so long; if there really is trouble, I definitely won't just stand by and watch," Ai Lin said earnestly.
Hearing Ai Lin speak like that, Saint Jialin firstly felt a bit more at ease. It showed that Ai Lin had at least some affection for this group of people. After all, being a girl, she should be easier to communicate with.