Ling Tian'ao's gaze turned stern again, he suddenly stepped forward and pulled Xia Zhisu into his embrace.
Xia Zhisu was stunned.
But she saw someone behind Ling Tian'ao swinging a knife down.
He approached her just to avoid the knife.
"Since there's a chance to live, you should live well! A person lives for themselves, not for others!" Ling Tian'ao held her waist, keeping her close, telling her.
Xia Zhisu instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, "No! A person lives not just for themselves! But also for the one they love! Because she knows if she dies, her lover will suffer greatly! A pain worse than death!"
As Xia Zhisu spoke, she flipped backward from his arms, her legs split in mid-air, kicking out to either side.
He watched her, his eyes full of delight.
He quickly dodged in front of her, catching her before she landed.
Letting her fall steadily into his arms.
It was familiar to her, yet unfamiliar for him.
