At times, Changqi even wondered how dull and boring a shell he was—merely adorned with the title of a deity which made him shimmer with a divine glow. If he weren't blessed with that divine identity, would she... still have feelings for him?
Even as the revered Changqi Upper God, hailed as the most noble across heavens and earth, he found himself wavering and insecure, feeling inferior because of a mere woman's sentiments.
Su Zhiruan had yet to answer him, but in a sideways glance, she saw all the emotions in Changqi's eyes—complex emotions, so intricate that even she could hardly discern them. She didn't immediately respond to Changqi's question, instead standing aside to observe the struggle in his eyes.
"My Lord, what are you thinking about?" Su Zhiruan suddenly looked at him, seeing him like this, a side of Changqi she had never seen before.
