The laughter made Li Yao shudder, as if he had returned to the horror that Yan Xibei, Xiao Xuance, Lu Zui, Elder Nether Spring, and Wu Yingqi had brought him.
"…No."
Li Yao mumbled. Although his voice was low, it was extremely firm in Lu Qingchen's crazy laughter and the chaotic swirl around him. "I can't do that."
Lu Qingchen's laughter came to an abrupt end.
His eyes were wide open. They were half cold and half scorching, as if they were trying to cut open Li Yao's soul and see through his messy thoughts.
"Why?"
