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"Wang, aren't you going to tell them about that?" After Qing Lin and the others left, Master Priest walked out from a dark corner and respectfully asked as she arrived in front of the man.

Not long after Chu Hee appeared, the man had already told his higher status. For example, Master Priest and the others, Qian Lia's identity was about to be restored, and the great battle was about to begin, so there was no longer a need for him to hide it anymore.

In the past, he had kept it a secret because he didn't want everyone to panic. But now, he said it out loud so that everyone would be prepared for it.

He was ready to fight for the continent and even sacrifice himself at any time.

The man pursed his lips, as if he was thinking about something. His deep gaze looked in a certain direction and did not move for a long time.

After an unknown period of time, the man muttered to himself — —

"Oh, this is not the time."

It was unknown what kind of expression his sons would make when they face him after he said that, but for Zelters, his son had already become a sacrifice.

The first victim before the war.

As a father, he wanted to protect his children like everyone else, but in this position, in this critical time, he could only be cruel and callous.

Understanding the king's difficulties, and feeling sorry for the princes, Master Priest sighed inwardly.

At the same time, he was worried for Chu Hee for the first time.

"..."

Walking out of the altar, Qing Lin did not say a word, even after Qian Lia left.

Holding Chu Hee's hand, he walked forward as if he was strolling aimlessly.

Chu Hee felt that he should say something, but he couldn't find a suitable topic to talk about. The man racked his brains, and even brought out the yellow joke from his university. He wanted to say something to make Qing Lin happy …

But for the first time, the man who had always thought he was humorous was not.

He did not know what kind of topic Qing Lin would be interested in, or why he would laugh, but that guy usually did not laugh at all, and there were very few things that could catch his attention.

This really isn't easy.

Chu Hee really wanted to grab his head and pull out some useful stuff, but right at that moment, the people around him suddenly stopped.

"That …" Qing Lin raised his head high up as he looked into the distance, and when he said these words, he even forgot to blink. The stiff lines on his face made him look like a perfect piece of art, devoid of vitality, and also seemed to have lost all signs of life, "If, you think Qian Lia is suitable … "No matter what, I will always respect your opinion. But, don't hide it from me …"

Chu Hee took in a deep breath of cold air.

It was as if someone gave him a stick.

"Damn you, why did you say that?! You mean I can be with Qian Lia? Can I accept him? Like that prophet's prophecy, what did he believe was fated? Bullshit! Where is the Qing Lin that you said you wouldn't allow just now?! You talk to me like that! Are you afraid? Qing Lin, don't make me look down on you! Who do you think I am? Is that all you can trust me with? "

With large steps, he walked in front of Qing Lin and used all his might to hold's face up, forcing him to look at him …

"Bastard, do you dare to look me in the eye and say that again? Do you believe me …"

Before he finished, Chu Hee was startled, and then bitterly laughed.

Ye Zichen shook his head helplessly, then used his hand to gently stroke his cheek …

"Idiot, what are you afraid of …"

He could see fear from his eyes. What he had just said was definitely not Qing Lin's heartfelt words, he was only afraid …

Afraid of losing him.

who could prop up the heavens and earth, Qing Lin who seemed heartless...

Today, he saw too many different expressions on his face. Anger, pain, fear …

Too many for him to digest.

Chu Hee had thought that aside from putting on a cool expression, when he saw it today, he would regret it again …

"I'm yours." Pressing his forehead against his own, Chu Hee wanted to pass on his feelings to him like this, to ease the uneasiness in the bottom of his heart.

This was how he had taught him the language of this world the first time, even though they weren't that close …

"You are mine …" Following Chu Hee, Qing Lin repeated the words woodenly, as he slowly lifted his eyelids. He saw Chu Hee's eyes, which were filled with sincerity …

He should believe him, Qing Lin smiled, it was a little helpless, and a little touched. It was as if all the strength in his body was sucked away in an instant, Qing Lin's head slowly slid down, landed on Chu Hee's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice:

"Sorry …"

"Idiot!"

He cursed out loud, and then wrapped his arms around that man, as though he was trying to give him more strength.