"I suppose so." Shadow Play wanted to say something more, but one look at the pitch-black window silenced all his words, pushing them back into the depths of his heart.
Would my fate be the same as theirs if I died in Ancient Sunset Castle?
Shadow Play sat on a chair, his head bowed, contemplating this question that had been troubling him.
The atmosphere in the airplane was relatively normal at first, but after the incident just now, it had unconsciously become oppressive, almost suffocating for both of them.
Can we survive? If such a situation happens again, would I still be so lucky?
This was not only Qian Cangyi's concern but also Shadow Play's.
Neither of them was arrogant enough to believe they could survive yet another encounter. As the only two remaining survivors, they knew all too well the extent of their abilities.
This was probably why there was almost no conversation between them.
