"Miss, if you want me to die, then I must die. But before I die, could you please tell me if it is absolutely necessary for me to die? Is there no other way? I swear, I really don't know what happened!" Qian Cheng stood there with a pleading look in his eyes. Not dying would definitely be the best outcome.
"Oh!" Xiao Yao looked at Qian Cheng, seeing the fear of death in his eyes. She thought he would beg for mercy, but instead, he did the opposite. It was a plea for mercy, yet not quite the usual kind. It was like in ancient times when a sovereign commanded his minister to die, and the minister had no choice but to obey, which led to some loyal ministers dying without question. Qian Cheng, however, was still searching for a sliver of hope. "Qian, it is possible for you not to die!" Xiao Yao nodded and said.
"Really?" Qian Cheng's eyes brightened from darkness to light with disbelief.
