"Hmph." Little Netherworld Venerate looked at her, arrogantly tilting his head up and snorted coldly, "I am not as weak as you imagine! Only in their dreams would anyone be able to capture a subsoul of mine!"
It wasn't that he couldn't break free from the restraint of the Thousand-year-old Soul Summoning Wood Tree Heart, he was just holding back because doing so might hurt this woman connected with the tree heart, and that's why he has been suppressing himself and staying here.
Does this woman really think he is that weak?
As for his main body, even with the meridians severely damaged and only left with thirty to forty percent of his strength, there aren't many in this continent strong enough to injure him!
This woman just loves to worry needlessly.
Although he thought this, Ye Qianming actually quite liked the feeling of being worried and cared for by Luo Qingtong.
