"Come up. I will carry you...

That infuriating smile only fueled King Luo's internal turmoil further. He resented himself for succumbing to these conflicting emotions and for allowing his desires to cloud his judgment. Unable to bear the intensity of his emotions any longer, he abruptly pushed himself off Eling and stormed out of the room. With a loud bang, the door was shut, leaving behind a confused Qie Xieling.

The door was opened a little and Boran's big head appeared through the crack. "We are heading out. The sooner we leave, the sooner we get there.

Qie Xieling nodded his head and continued tossing the rest of his things in his holding bag. Boran wanted to ask what happened to King Luo but looking at Eling's dark expression, he wisely shut his mouth. It was best he quelled his curiosity. As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat and he was no bloody cat. He didn't have nine lives but just one.

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