Chapter 1864

Emily could no longer go on. Tears streamed down her face. It was clear that the white-haired young man meant a great deal to her. Upon confirming his identity, Emily was overcome with emotion. Tears welled up, and she could barely form words. She had believed he was dead. Little did she ever imagine he was still alive, let alone that he had changed so dramatically. "Don't cry. I'm here. There's nothing to be afraid of." The white-haired young man gave Emily a nod, then slowly began walking toward her. His steps seemed casual, almost like a stroll through a garden, but each movement held a deep, hidden power. Everyone, including Ollie, couldn't see how he moved. In a blink, he was already beside Emily, gently wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Emily grinned and didn't resist his touch. On the contrary, she leaned on him naturally. She didn't question why he looked so different now. With a powerful enemy in front of them, this wasn't the time to catch up. Emily's fear and anxi