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"Is this all the people we have? Seems even fewer than before."
Yang Jian frowned as he looked at the dozen or so survivors behind Tong Qian.
Tong Qian said, "This is all we have, the rest must have gotten scattered. The Ghost Domain is strange; often the path you've walked on before changes when the next person follows, causing groups to lose each other. There's nothing I can do about that, so the number of survivors keeps diminishing."
"It doesn't matter, as long as you're still alive," Yang Jian said.
"What do you mean by that?" Tong Qian asked.
Yang Jian said, "If not even a Guide can be saved, then I can only view this mission as a failure, too. How many survivors we can save depends on fate, but at least one Guide must live."
"So I'm just a bargaining chip for you?" Tong Qian was both angry and upset.
"It's something like that," Yang Jian said. "You don't need to be angry, being valuable is a good thing. The worst is to be worthless. Look at them."
