Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 886: Chapter 515: Dark World_2

As for what comes later? Well, we can just wait and see.

Soon after, Logan took deliberate steps, quietly pushing open Little White’s room door. Inside the room, the soft light fell on Little White’s slightly pale face, adding a touch of gentleness. They sat facing each other, Logan’s eyes brimming with concern and understanding.

In the warm atmosphere, they began a deep conversation. Logan listened to Little White’s inner voice, feeling her struggles and unease. He patted her back gently, offering sincere comfort and encouragement. With Logan’s patient listening and genuine care, Little White gradually let down her guard, opened up her heart, and shared her troubles and worries.

As time passed, the knots in Little White’s heart slowly unraveled with Logan’s company. She felt Logan’s warmth and love, finding her confidence and courage anew. Their conversation became more relaxed, and laughter often echoed in the room. Eventually, Little White completely shed the shadows in her heart, welcoming a beautiful future together with Logan.

“It’s getting late; you should rest early. What would you like to eat tomorrow? I’ll take you out on the street; you haven’t had a proper meal since you arrived. It’s the perfect chance to try human food,”

Little White laughed, her face beaming a genuine smile.

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She had worried, thinking that after that incident, Logan would become like a flower damaged by frost, harboring grudges against her, not treating her with the same tenderness as before. However, as time passed gently like a spring breeze, her doubts dispersed. She found Logan’s eyes still dazzling like the stars, his care and tenderness undiminished. She realized that her previous concerns were unnecessary, for Logan’s sincerity and acceptance had long exceeded her expectations.

“Okay, you rest well too,”

Early the next day, Logan was up and ready, having already heard Little White stirring in the room next door.

Once both were prepared, Logan took Little White out to the streets.

On the street, Little White indeed found several things she liked and wanted to eat.

With no burden in her heart, she pointed here and there, her eyes unmasking her joy.

Seeing her like this, Logan felt truly happy from the bottom of his heart.

When there are no barriers between two hearts, and each other’s secrets melt away under the warm sunshine, leaving only transparency and honesty—only then have they truly accepted each other, arriving at the sacred moment of heartfelt exchange. At this moment, their souls seemed to blend together, their understanding and trust like a sturdy bridge, connecting the deepest parts of their emotions. It’s only when there are no more secrets between them, when they truly accept each other, that the genuine communion of hearts occurs. They knew, no matter what challenges and difficulties the future held, they would face them together, hand in hand, overcoming each obstacle one by one.

Just as Logan handed a piece of sweet osmanthus cake to Little White, suddenly, noisy voices came from the main street.

“Your sick mother can’t provide for you, so why don’t you come with me? I can give you money to treat your mother’s illness,”

A lecherous laugh echoed from the other side of the street, and the previously noisy street quieted down considerably.

Logan turned his head to look in the direction of the noise.

A man dressed in silk garments was barking orders at a group of burly men, surrounding a woman holding a vegetable basket in the middle.

“I’d rather die than follow you, and what’s more, my mother’s illness is none of your business!”

The woman kept retreating, her eyes searching for help from the bystanders.

But no one dared offend Young Master Johnson by helping the woman; they all kept silent and pretended not to see, walking away.

Logan understood the situation with just one glance.

This was a clear case of a tyrant preying on an innocent maiden. Normally, he should play the hero and rescue the beauty.

But sorry, he chose not to.

Logan pretended not to see and continued picking out sweets.

This behavior somewhat surprised Little White.

After all, she always thought of Logan as someone who took it upon himself to save the common people. Seeing such an incident and doing nothing was unlike him.

But she did not ask Logan why he ignored it and instead took another piece of cake he handed her and began eating again.

“Young Master Johnson, I truly can’t be with you. Please let me go; my sick mother at home is waiting for me to provide for her,”

Ellie kept backing away as she spoke, her eyes brimming with tears.

The man known as Young Master Johnson, Dwayne Johnson, narrowed his eyes at Ellie, his gaze lingering on her fair face for over ten seconds before suddenly smiling.

“I really don’t understand what I did wrong for you to reject someone like me, saying you’d rather die than be with me,”

“That’s fine; I’m not someone who forces others. If you’re unwilling, then let it be,”

Ellie’s eyes brightened, thinking Dwayne Johnson would easily let her go.

But before she could thank him, Dwayne Johnson’s next words drained the color from her fair and calm face.

“I won’t bother you anymore. However, I like your face. If you disfigure your face willingly, I guarantee I’ll never trouble you again,”

What Dwayne Johnson said might have seemed ordinary, but all who heard felt a chill run down their spine.