Zhong Minyan stared blankly as Xuanji's body turned into thousands of points of light and disappeared before his eyes, the tears on his face cold, running down his chin to his chest. He didn't reach out to wipe them away; he seemed to have turned into a wooden statue, not moving an inch.
Suddenly, he felt a pat on his shoulder. It was Ruo Yu. He whispered, "Let's go."
Zhong Minyan was silent for a long time before he softly said, "Ruo Yu... you..."
Ruo Yu gave a bitter smile, hooked his shoulder, and led him forward, whispering, "It's too dangerous for you to be here alone."
Zhong Minyan bit his lip hard and said with a trembling voice, "You... are you..."
Ruo Yu said indifferently, "He's fine. The people of Lize Palace won't die so easily. I avoided the vital parts, don't worry."
Zhong Minyan couldn't hold back any longer, and tears gushed out once again. He covered his face with his hands, not uttering a sound.
