“How could it be? I told you that I only like you, how could you think otherwise?”
An Yao's eyes widened in astonishment, seemingly unable to fathom how Jin could ask such an outrageous question. Her eyes, brimming with tears, held a hint of hurt.
“No, of course, I believe you, it's just...” Jin looked slightly flustered, pursing his lips, at a loss for words.
However, being a male himself, he clearly understood the kind of possessiveness that stray snake beast had displayed when looking at An Yao—a naked, blatant desire.
It repulsed him, and a rare urge to drive that beast away surged within him.
Moreover, he was worried that An Yao's pure kindness might be taken advantage of by the cunning stray snake beast, leading her away from the city.