Chapter 1812: What Exactly Am I Missing Compared to Her?

Yes. It was fear. Wu Lingyue had never imagined she would feel it toward someone her own age. Titus Xiao's gaze softened, the pressure he carried dissolving as if it had never existed. If not for the lingering pulse from the ancient jade pendant at her throat, Wu Lingyue might have convinced herself she had hallucinated the whole thing. But it was no illusion. It had been real. Wu Lingyue was, after all, a direct heir of the Wanyuan Divine Clan. She had seen enough storms to recover quickly....