"What about yourself?"
"I might have been dead a long time ago," Che Zhengchen said calmly, "It's just that I still have a breath in me, a voice in my head that tells me every day, 'Can you really forgive the Timekeeper like this? Do you want to be a coward?' So I scarcely maintain a half-dead state, barely clinging to life until now."
With that, he laughed resignedly.
"So if one day I die because of you, it would also be a release for me... After all, I'm openly using you, how could there not be a price to pay?"
Blue Owl was silent for a while, then asked irritably, "Let me think, after the Timekeeper dies, you're not going to one morning suddenly pick up a gun and shoot yourself in the forehead, are you?"
"It's possible."
"Then you're done for."
"What do you mean?"
"From that moment on, I'll be watching you every day. Be prepared to be harassed by me at your doorstep every day; I'll make sure you can't die even if you want to."
