Yet Ning Zhuo was right beside her, spending his days and nights with her. Whenever she was confused, Ning Zhuo explained things to her. Whenever she was injured, Ning Zhuo took care of things for her.
Whenever she wanted to prove herself, Ning Zhuo let her try. When she accomplished something, Ning Zhuo truly took notice. To Qing Chi, this closeness felt more real than her old memories.
As she grew closer to Ning Zhuo, it became the most natural thing in the world. Looking at her serious expression, Ning Zhuo’s heart softened. He said quietly, “Qing Chi, you aren’t my human pet.”
Qing Chi blinked. Ning Zhuo said gently, “You’re my friend, and you’re my comrade-in-arms. We’ve faced life and death together!”
Qing Chi froze.
Friend. Comrade-in-arms.
Those two words settled in her heart, warming it further. She felt that Ning Zhuo was mostly trying to comfort her. And she would remember that comfort forever.
“Although the Death Facing Three Warriors possesses the Born to Live and Die Together divine ability, the life-and-death bond between me and Young Master must surely surpass any divine ability!” the ghost tribe girl thought.
Her eyes shone even more brightly. Ning Zhuo cleared his throat.
“Qing Chi, go rest first. Get plenty of rest before the Military Command Hall minor trial.”