Bai Zhixian’s heart twitched when she saw Yang Ye crying.

Because he actually had such a soft side.

The impression she had of Yang Ye was a shameless, ruthless, decisive, extreme, bold, and insane person. She had never imagined that this man who was more ruthless than most would actually cry!

How could this man cry if it wasn’t something that truly made him sad?

At this moment, she suddenly became quite curious about An Nanjing.

What kind of woman could make this man act like this?

Meanwhile, Yang Ye’s sword had vanished. He placed his right hand on her face, causing her to frown slightly and almost push him away. However, she seemed to have thought of something and gradually relaxed her clenched fist.

At this moment, while madness intent still remained around Yang Ye, it had much less viciousness and the desire to kill.

However, he still looked very unusual.

Yang Ye put his left hand around her waist and hugged her tight, causing the latter’s expression...