Perhaps, Chuxi would indeed be sad and worried about her, but he was right. They were friends, and since they were friends, they should trust each other and respect each other's decisions.
Whether it was Ling Chuxi or Ling Yichen, the pursuit of the path of the strong flowed in their blood. He would never linger on at death's door, nor would he be willing to become a burden to his friends. He would use his own efforts to stand at the peak of the strong again and return to them.
"We're friends too. I'll be waiting for you to come back." Huangfu qingjue extended his hand.
"Take good care of Chuxi and wait for my return." Ling Yichen held his hand and nodded heavily.
