Most of the time, I could get out because of Lu Xiaojie. But now, it seems like Lu Xiaojie is no longer in there. If I go in again, who will help me this time?
He realized he suddenly didn't want to face all of this anymore, just like how ordinary people might give up on a task that isn't particularly troublesome but not absolutely necessary. Tang Ye felt the same way now—there didn't seem to be any need for him to put on a direct confrontation with the Lan Ou Corpse King…
Dusting off all the grime clinging to his body, Tang Ye gave a faint smile.
"Hah, what a loser I am."
The smile on his face carried a hint of self-mockery. After the smile faded, he shook his head, though it was unclear if he was denying his act of avoidance inwardly.
