C137 Sword Dance into Frost

Qingfeng turned to Xiao Nan, and all he could see was a calm and genuine expression. This was a sincerity that stemmed from the depths of Xiao Nan's heart, not merely lip service, but words spoken from the soul.

"Nan, trust me, I can handle this devil fog. Don't worry, I'll be alright."

Xiao Nan shook his head. Such words are easily spoken