Qin Ruan sat on the edge of the bed, her cold, clear eyes fixed on the man standing before her, her expression seemingly calm with her red lips tightly pressed together.
Huo Yunjiao gently caressed her face, his voice soft, "Ruanruan, Josh can't get into trouble, he's the only son of my little aunt."
As he spoke, his other hand that was resting on Qin Ruan's shoulder, with long and pale fingertips, pointed directly towards Josh.
Qin Ruan didn't notice San Ye's subtle movement as she spoke with conviction, "I won't let anything happen to him."
She would never let an Underworld Envoy from the Netherworld hook away Josh's soul.
Huo Yunjiao smiled, and a white light flashed from his fingertips, landing on the injured finger pad of Josh.
After doing all this, he withdrew his hand from Qin Ruan's shoulder, and leaning over, he kissed her cheek, "I'll go out now, waiting for your good news."
His words revealed his full trust in Qin Ruan.
