"Aren't you leaving yet?"
Wei Dingwu, looking at Feng Yuan and the others with an unfriendly expression, cracked a slight smile and Feng Yuan lifted Xiao Ji to his face, saying,
"We wanted to see if there's anything we could help with, but if you're planning to evacuate, why not arrange for them to leave ahead of time?"
Although Feng Yuan had some guesses, he was still curious as he looked towards Wei Dingwu, who glanced at Feng Yuan and said,
"I don't know, but you'd better hurry up and leave. Take this food with you for now."
As he spoke, a soldier placed a large bag of food in front of Wei Dingwu, and Mo Li stared at Wei Dingwu, asking,
"Aren't we friends?"
"If it wasn't because you're my friends, I couldn't care less about you. Anyway, hurry up and leave, or it'll be too late, unless you want to leave with us!"
As they watched Wei Dingwu walk away, Mo Li heaved a sigh and said,
"So friendship is that straightforward, huh..."
"Not necessarily, it's all about fate."
