Duge ignored him and continued to look at the silver-haired woman. "You have one more minute to save your friend. Just join me and I will let him go, and I won't unleash the waves beneath my feet..."
"I..." The silver-haired woman showed a struggling expression, looking at Duge and then at James, unable to make up her mind.
"He's already struggling to breathe. What exactly are you hesitating for? Are you waiting for him to die, then put the blame on me, believing I caused his death, and righteously seek revenge on me, ultimately forgiving your own cowardly behavior?" Duge looked at the silver-haired woman curiously, frowning, "Why look at that old man? Don't you have even a bit of freedom to make your own decisions?"
"..." The silver-haired woman was torn.
