"What's wrong?" An Jin walked over and took his hand, her voice full of concern.
She looked up at him, long lashes fluttering gently. Her dark eyes were as clear and gentle as a placid autumn lake. Warmed by the fire, the pallor of her face gave way to a rosy, delicate blush, like a budding flower.
Ling Hong's heart stirred. He couldn't resist pulling her into his embrace and lowering his head to peck her soft, fragrant lips.
"It's about Moon Wolf City."
Ling Hong loosened his hold slightly. After some thought, he chose his words carefully. "They seemed to want to surrender to me, so... I didn't wipe them out. Now that you're back, what should we do with them?"
'Was he afraid I'd be angry at him for making a decision on his own?'
"Well, what do you think about it?" An Jin smiled, tapping his straight nose and turning the question back on him.
"..." Ling Hong pressed his lips together, saying nothing.
