"Do you not wish to return to a world without me?" Liang Yi looked down at his junior sister who lay like Sleeping Beauty, and murmured softly.
He said he had thought of a solution, but in reality, it was all still up to fate. He had indeed resolved to risk his life with that sword strike, and entrusting his junior sister to Wan Tinggui was done with the thought that if their master couldn't make it in time, they could use Wan Tinggui's status as the Saintess of the Devouring Spirit Sect to buy some time.
Even if he were to be defeated in an instant, Wan Tinggui's status could still briefly hold off the Sect Hierarch of the Devouring Spirit Sect until their master arrived.
However, embarrassing as it was, it seemed the Goddess of Fortune had once again favored him, preventing his death.
One wishing to die but failing, the other believing their comrade dead and choosing to shut off her heart, unwilling to face reality.
