The four women were shocked.
A woman was afraid that Xia qingchen would start a massacre and said, ""Alright, you can go. We can't keep you here."
Unexpectedly.
Xia qingchen sat down leisurely and said indifferently, ""Who said I'm leaving?"
"Are you not afraid of death?" A woman blurted out.
Clearly, everyone felt that Xia qingchen would definitely die tomorrow.
"I'm afraid." Xia qingchen spoke honestly.
Who in this world wasn't afraid of death?
"And you still dare to stay?" The four girls asked in confusion.
Xia qingchen placed the broken Sword on the stone table and said, ""I'm not the one who died, so there's nothing to be afraid of."
His calm words were filled with extraordinary confidence.
The four girls looked at each other.
The last three looked at the most beautiful woman.
"Young master Xia, if you let us go now, there's still room for us to turn things around. Don't make any more mistakes," the latter said weakly.
