His expression changed slightly, and suddenly he scooped Zhenyan Xue's leg with his left hand and wrapped his right arm around her shoulder. With a leap, he soared in front of the flames, spinning several times, and landed on a piece of open ground closest to the bonfire, then carefully placed Zhenyan Xue down.
He knelt on one knee in front of Zhenyan Xue, looked up sincerely, and loudly proclaimed, "In the name of fire! I… only want you as the woman in my Zhenyan Yuan tent!"
His voice was loud, filled with an inexplicable sanctity.
And his figure glowed brilliantly under the firelight.
He knew a bit about certain rituals of the Zhenyan Clan, after all, having slept with Zhenyan Xue for so long, they naturally talked about such things.
"In the name of fire" was an important vow of the Zhenyan Clan, and indeed, there had been young men of the Zhenyan Clan who had declared their loyalty to a woman in such a manner.
Generally speaking, such a young man would not be of a high rank.
