"That impure thing was so fierce and ugly. It lunged at me, trying to kill me."
"I was terrified and crouched on the ground, unable to move."
"Later, my father rushed over and fought with that thing. In the end, he managed to drive it away, but he also bled a lot and almost died."
As Shen Bing spoke about her childhood trauma, her face turned pale, and she tightly held onto Wang Chao's hand.
Wang Chao was momentarily taken aback by her words.
What on earth had happened?
Shen Bing's father fought with that impure thing and even bled a lot?
Can impure things bleed?
Could it be that someone wearing a mask was attempting to assassinate her or her father?
In an instant, Wang Chao's mind jumped to this possibility.
In general, impure things were mostly invisible and intangible.
It was normal for children to be able to see such things, but adults rarely had that ability.
Shen Bing was young at that time, so it was normal for her to be able to see impure things.
However, for an impure thing to appear during a thunderstorm and engage in a fight with Shen Bing's father, causing him to bleed—it all seemed like a deliberate act.
Rumble!
At that moment, another thunderous roar sounded outside the window.
Shen Bing was frightened once again and clung tightly to Wang Chao. It seemed that only by doing so could she feel a sense of safety.
Wang Chao felt the strength in the hand that held his own, which was gripping tightly, but the arm attached to that hand was trembling.
He looked at Shen Bing's pale face filled with fear and felt a surge of sympathy. He reached out and embraced her, saying, "Actually, you don't need to be so afraid. Let me help you remember."
"No, please, don't say it again!" Shen Bing became even more terrified.
When she mustered up the courage to tell Wang Chao about that incident earlier, she had already summoned a great deal of bravery. Now, Wang Chao wanted to repeat it, which felt like pouring salt on her wound.
"If you don't resolve this childhood trauma, it will haunt you for the rest of your life, making you feel terrified and unsafe," Wang Chao calmly said.
"I understand that you are scared because I have experienced similar things, and I also feel fear and struggle to overcome them."
"However, if we can't overcome them, we will be trapped and tormented for the rest of our lives."
"To escape fear, the best method is to face it head-on and conquer it."
As he spoke, a hint of emotion flickered in his eyes.
In the past eight years, Wang Chao had followed his master and experienced many trials and battles. He had faced life and death situations and fought against exceptionally talented geniuses.
There was one enemy who had left a deep impression on him.
At that time, he was only a Battle-Saint-level expert, just starting to make a name for himself on the foreign battlefield. Later, he had slain a ruthless drug lord who was attempting to rape a foreign mother and daughter.
Upon hearing about this, the drug lord's older brother, a war god, relentlessly pursued Wang Chao for an entire month.
During that month, he was chased across the world and couldn't match the war god's might. Every time he encountered the war god, he could only flee, unable to fight back.
It was the most despairing month of his life.
He sought help from his master, but his master completely ignored him. Even the Dark Night Corps did not extend a helping hand. He was alone in a foreign land, bearing the unmistakable appearance of an Easterner, feeling helpless and desperate.
At that time, he felt abandoned by the whole world, as if he had returned to a demonic abyss where he could be killed at any moment.
He fled, but no matter where he went, he was found and hunted, living an unstable life.
Later, he realized that continuing to flee would not work. He made up his mind to turn the tables, to take the initiative and use every means possible to kill the war god's subordinates one by one, leading to a final showdown with the war god himself.
That fight was earth-shattering and extremely brutal.
In the end, he lured the war god into a trap he had set, using all means at his disposal and paying a heavy price to slay the war god.
Although he had killed the war god, the experience had left a profound impression on him.
When he thought he had killed the war god, the man repeatedly stood up, revealing terrifying strength, pushing him to the brink time and time again.
"But, how do I face it?" Shen Bing looked troubled.
"I'll tell you," Wang Chao uttered calmly.
ραΠdαsΝοvel.cοm "Is't possible that the impure thing you encountered as a child was not actually an impure thing, but someone pretending to be one?"
"Someone pretending to be?" Shen Bing was taken aback.
"Think about it. The Shen family is influential and powerful, and your grandfather has blood on his hands. It's natural for him to have enemies who desire to kill you and seek revenge on your father or grandfather."
Wang Chao looked into Shen Bing's eyes and continued, "Think carefully, when you saw that impure thing, did it have a shadow? Did rainwater touch its body?"
"Moreover, when your father fought against that impure thing, did they have physical contact? Could they make sounds?"
Shen Bing's expression changed upon hearing Wang Chao's words. It seemed like there was some truth to what he was saying.
"Think about it carefully. Could it be true?" Wang Chao asked.
Shen Bing furrowed her brows slightly, deep in thought.
Wang Chao observed her as she delved into her memories, not interrupting her and patiently waiting.
At that moment, another thunderclap resounded.
Shen Bing was startled again, her face turning pale. She hastily clung to Wang Chao once more, trembling as she spoke in a quivering voice, "I can not bear in mind anything. I'm so scared!"
She shivered uncontrollably, unable to recall anything.
Wang Chao, feeling helpless, could only comfort her while holding her. "Alright, let me tell you a few stories. How about I tell you the story of 'Wu's Homestead'?"
In order to help Shen Bing snap out of her fear, he had to change the topic and tell her some love stories.
After he diverted her attention, Shen Bing indeed became less frightened and relaxed a bit.
She expressed her curiosity and said, "The female protagonist, Wang Baochuan, spent eighteen years foraging wild vegetables at Wu's Homestead, waiting for her husband to return. But in the end, her husband married someone else?"
"Yes."
"That's so sad. Tell me something lighter."
"Sure, how about I tell you about 'Dragon Ball'?"
"Isn't that an animated series? I watched it when I was young. How about you tell me about 'Naruto'? I've always wanted to watch it but never had the time."
"I only watched it in high school, and I heard it was unfinished."
"Just give me a brief summary."
"Alright, I'll tell you."
Using his melodious voice, Wang Chao slowly narrated the story of "Naruto" to Shen Bing.
Under his soothing voice, Shen Bing gradually became less fearful and her body relaxed.
As he told the story, the distance between them grew closer, and they found themselves tightly squeezed together.
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