"There are conditions," Xin Huohuo said seriously.
"I knew it! There's no such thing as kindness without a catch in this world!" Yan Huo grew tense and indignant. "Just spit out whatever conditions you have, but if they might harm my master's interests... I am his loyal subject! I will absolutely refuse, not even if it kills me!"
"Do you think I want him to get hurt?" Xin Huohuo almost blurted out.
These past few days, she had been so wracked with guilt she could barely breathe; a sharp pain stabbed at her heart every day. Even now, she didn't know the extent of his injuries or if he had fully recovered.
"I just want to ask... when I was sick, who took care of me?" His eyes surfaced in her mind.
"My master, of course," Yan Huo said without a second thought, his expression screaming, 'You're so lucky, and you're completely unworthy.'
