Seeing Ye Chen like this, Xia Ruoxue's heart was touched, and even her determined eyes rippled with emotion, but in the end, she hardened her heart and shook her head.
"No need to say more, I need to grow on my own and can't become your burden."
"But you're not my burden."
Ye Chen frowned, wanting to persuade further, but then he noticed the Slaughter Sword vibrating, and the Sword Soul inside it—Xuan Han Yu's voice sounded.
"No need to persuade anymore. Even if you forcibly keep her here, she will eventually leave. She wants to become your right-hand woman, able to protect you..."
Xuan Han Yu sighed with a sense of empathy, then continued, "This is how women are. Let her go."
Hearing Xuan Han Yu's words, Ye Chen's eyes gleamed with emotion. Ultimately, he decided to follow the advice, suppressing the reluctance in his eyes.
