Gu Yelin stepped forward and held An Yiqing tightly, his hands trembling slightly. He shouldn't have agreed to let her take the risk alone. Although he had been able to save her just now, the thought of her being severely injured by Nan Yang made Gu Yelin's heart tremble uncontrollably.
An Yiqing sensed the fear radiating from Gu Yelin and gently patted his back, soothing him softly.
"Ah Lin, I'm fine, I'm fine, aren't I all okay?"
Gu Yelin gave An Yiqing a tight hug, then silently lifted his head to look at Nan Yang.
Nan Yang was struggling to put out the fire on his body. His pants had already been reduced to ashes, and a strong smell of roasted meat was spreading around. At the same time, the strange flames were spreading up to Nan Yang's upper body.
Gu Yelin's aura was cold and heavy, channeling his Inner Breath, preparing to strike Nan Yang down with one blow.
"Ah Lin, don't!"
