There were still a lot of people around, a mixture of ordinary people and martial arts scholars. Eli kept holding the hilt of his sword, guarding against any accidents.
Bennett Fu felt that he seemed to be inexplicably nervous, so he held his hand under the wide sleeves without any intention of questioning, just like when he noticed the obscure exchange between Fu Yuanzhou and Su Rimu just now - ----He didn't feel any threat, only felt Fu Yuanzhou's concern.
Eli turned his head to look at the man in white clothes beside him. His expression remained unchanged. He grabbed his hand with his backhand and intertwined his fingers. His heart softened inch by inch, overcoming his nervousness.
He has never had any scruples. Because he is used to being alone, he only walks on the path he recognizes. He does not need anyone's understanding or tolerance, nor does he care about the praise or slander that others forcibly attach to him.
But when Bennett Fu just held his hand and expressed the utmost trust without asking, something suddenly appeared in his heart, as if it had been accumulated for a long time, and it surged out in a mighty and mighty way, like the calm and still sea surface, suddenly A shocking wave.
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