Qian Cangyi's head dropped to the ground, and he could only watch helplessly as Ning Jing ran for home.
Isn't it even more brutal to give people hope first, and then push them into despair than despair alone? But compared to death, what does such cruelty count for?
Facing the departure of his teammates, Qian Cangyi could only express his lament within his heart.
Compared to an enemy's attack, a friend's indifference often hurts deeper.
Although I'm angry, I have no reason to hate her as she just made the right choice for herself. If it were me, the situation probably wouldn't be much different, right?
Qian Cangyi comforted himself, hoping that he could find peace at the last moment of his life.
Accepting your own impending death is always a difficult task, no matter what time it is.
The events of the past few days have completely worn down his will. The blows delivered by the Moon Goddess and Zhi Duoxing have made him feel inferior.
