"Why?" Shang Jianyao took a few steps forward and asked.
Vice President—who was sitting in a wheelchair—glanced at him and said with a cold expression, "Since you're all here, you must've already made up your mind. No matter what disaster you bring to the Ashlands, you insist on escaping the New World and regaining your freedom. In that case, what's the use of me explaining?"
Flora's lips quivered a few times, but she didn't retort. Barnard and the others were the same.
The scene fell silent.
They had indeed come here with the intention of dying if they didn't succeed. No amount of reason or emotion could stop them from continuing forward.
Long periods of 'imprisonment' had made them rather extreme. As for what disaster would happen in the Ashlands, they could talk about it or make up for it after they escaped!
"It's useful! You can at least persuade me!" Shang Jianyao quickly expressed his attitude.
