Ji Qing Wu heard Yue Zhong's confession and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly. This was what she wanted to hear the most, and it was all she needed. Her lips trembled, as though she wanted to speak.
"Don't speak!! Please, don't say anything!! Look at me! I'll definitely save you!! I'll save you!!" Yue Zhong became anxious when he saw that Ji Qing Wu was struggling to speak, and stopped her frantically, while trying to climb towards her.
The Yue Zhong now did not have the bearing of a cold, ruthless tyrant, nor was he the same leader that viewed survivors like ants. He was just a pitiful person struggling to save his loved one, trying his best to snatch back the ball from the death god's court.
Since Ji Qing Wu's spine had been pierced through together with her chest, her injuries were critical. Yue Zhong was worried that she might expend her energy to speak, and lose her strength to hang on.
