Without any hesitation, she reached out and gently caressed Hua Han's face, which was flushed and hot from his struggles and stained with dirt.
Hua Han, who had been frantic and restless, constantly trying to bite, suddenly went rigid the moment her fingertips touched his skin.
His murky, scarlet eyes stared intently at Bai Wanwan's face, and his ferocious, twisted expression seemed to soften bit by bit. Though a sound still rumbled in his throat, the aggressive growls had weakened considerably, even taking on a faint, almost imperceptible, whimper-like tone.
A complex mix of emotions swelled in Bai Wanwan's heart, a tangle of sorrow and warmth.
She knew that even with his mind completely consumed by Dark Energy, a part of Hua Han, deep in his subconscious, still recognized her. He still instinctively refused to harm her.
