Lingxu seemed momentarily surprised, not expecting anyone to stop him, but he didn't seem angry. He smiled and said, "Kid, step aside. You know you can't stop me."
"This isn't about whether I can stop you," Grey Robe said solemnly. "I owe my life to Master. It's because of him that I've survived until now. At this point, apart from ensuring Master's safety, I have no other thoughts. I know that if you take Master away, you'll likely imprison him until his death. It would be unbearable to see him suffer like that. Since I can't accompany Master anymore, it's better to die and repay Master's kindness."
"Grey Robe, step aside!" Lin Zhiguo raised his head, his eyes slightly reddened. "Senior Lingxu, you're merely fulfilling your duty as the envoy of the Hunmong. I am the general of the Flame Yellow Iron Brigade. If I have made mistakes, I should face their consequences."
