"..." Lin Yuhang exclaimed, "I'm afraid I..."
"No, you're not afraid," Li Qingming smiled, "You're the only one here who isn't afraid of anything."
"That's really... thank you..." Lin Yuhang accepted the small knife with a look of pleased surprise, clenching it in his hand and nodding vigorously, "I will use everything I have to defend the duties you've entrusted to me!"
"Right, you also have this strange sense of purpose," Li Qingming pursed her lips and asked, "I don't understand, shouldn't a dying person live out their last days indulgently and carefree?"
"Quite the opposite, Captain," Lin Yuhang retorted with a smile, "I spent my past life indulging in whims and desires, it was only when my life began its final countdown that I for the first time started to crave meaning and fulfillment."
"I don't understand, but suit yourself," Li Qingming then turned to Zhou Mo, "You, give us a 30-second self-introduction."
"Ah!" Zhou Mo shuddered, starting to speak in a fluster:
