Ye Chenfeng spoke nonchalantly, "How would I know if I don't try? I'm confident that I'll beat that so-called Third Master in three days. Besides, my friend is in his hands. Even if I'm not certain of victory, I'll still keep the appointment on time; abandoning a friend is not in my nature."
Han Chuxue felt a slight tremor in her heart, repeatedly mulling over the latter half of Ye Chenfeng's words, Abandoning a friend is not in my nature. A complex expression flickered through her clear, autumn-water-like eyes before she said, "Suit yourself. If you want to court death, then go ahead!"
Han Chuxue found a corner in the cave to sit down. Her gaze drifted away from Ye Chenfeng, but she couldn't help stealing frequent glances at him, as if some sort of magic on him was drawing her in.
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