The Holy Battle
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Xian… Er… Don't cry." With a hoarse voice, Su Yu comforted Xianer.
"Brother Su Yu, father has... Xianer threw herself onto Su Yu and cried loudly as she hugged him.
Su Yu's eyes were wet, and he said while sobbing, "Don't cry… If father knows about this in the netherworld and even sees you crying, he will be unable to rest in peace."
Xianer used her small hands to rub her red and swollen eyes, trying her best not to cry. However, her efforts were useless as tears continued to flow.
"Father is gone, Xianer no longer has a father…" This was the first time in her life that Xianer had ever felt loneliness, fear and helplessness in her heart.
Su Yu embraced her with love and lightly caressed her head. "Xianer, you still have me. I will always be by your side."
She felt great warmth in her heart. Xianer raised her head and used her eyes, which seemed to have matured over night, to carefully measure her fiancée's loyalty.