"Don't worry, this time I absolutely won't let my daughter leave my side," Jiang Che said seriously. He'd already tasted the pain of being without family, and he would never let himself return to that state.
"That's good, I believe you," Wang Bing replied, then turned and left, not even waiting for Jiang Che to respond.
Ya watched Wang Bing run off, her expression unchanged.
She had already figured it out: as long as she stayed with Jiang Che, she was safest.
If she left now, she'd be no different from the corpses scattered everywhere in this dungeon.
In fact, so long as she stuck close to Jiang Che, she could really study how he dealt with evil spirits—whether through deception or coaxing—this was invaluable experience.
Watching livestreams or replays could never compare to actually experiencing things in person.
Besides, she should be safe for a while.
Because Jiang Che hadn't found his wife yet—as long as he kept searching, she still had value alive.
