Shen Lang chuckled lightly. "Master, what is this?"
'Though she asked, it was as if a hazy fog in her mind had been gently swept aside, revealing something shocking and rather ironic.'
'Changfan was in love with her.'
'This man she called Master had, it seemed, lost his heart to her.'
'But when had this happened? Was it when he punished her with confinement for Liu Lianyi's sake? Or when he took her things to give to Liu Lianyi?'
Looking at his somber gaze, she felt the urge to laugh as a cold, cynical gloom swelled within, devouring her heart.
Changfan's pale, thin lips parted slowly. "You care for him, yet you've never shown any concern for me."
Shen Lang's lips curled. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Master, you're so powerful. How could you possibly get hurt? But he's different. Every time he's in a place with dense Spiritual Energy, he suffers. In other words, he's risking his life to come see me. Naturally, I have to show a little concern."
