However, it was physically impossible for him to save Song Qingchun; unlike Qin Yinan, he was too far away from her. Unlike Tang Nuan, Su Zhinian had no interest in knowing who Qin Yinan would save, who he really cared about. He was not willing to take this bet because he was unable to live with the possible results of this bet.
If Qin Yinan chose Song Qingchun, of course, that would be best. If he chose Tang Nuan… Su Zhinian did not dare to complete that train of thought. Therefore, without hesitation, he directly controlled Qin Yinan's consciousness to charge at Song Qingchun.
Then, the heavy pot fell directly on Qin Yinan's head.
An indiscernible pain also shot through Su Zhinian's body. The pain was so acute that it took his breath away. He almost collapsed on the spot. Then, he felt a sticky liquid flow down the side of his ears as the sound of Song Qingchun's anxious shouts floated into his ears. "Brother Yinan! Brother Yinan!"
