"Uncle," Zhou Qing said softly, "even putting that aside, are you... really ready? In your current state?"
Gao Xuan looked down at his unfamiliar body, then at the unchanged sleeping face of his daughter in his arms, and finally, he collapsed and released her.
Zhou Qing took Nannan from him and held her in his arms once more.
"Uncle, if you trust me, leave Nannan to me!" Zhou Qing looked directly at Gao Xuan, his voice steady and firm.
Gao Xuan lifted his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed intently on Zhou Qing.
After a long while, he nodded heavily, as if using all his strength.
"What, what should I do?" Gao Xuan's lips trembled, his voice hoarse beyond recognition.
Zhou Qing looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Welcome Nannan with your best self."
After speaking, he turned with Nannan in his arms, quietly facing the blood-red barrier before them.
Soon, the array rippled.
Zhou Qing took a deep breath and stepped into it without hesitation.
