"What is your request?"
Hearing Chi's voice, Lu Zixun put away his phone, turned around, and simultaneously took some food out of the storage talisman. "Do you want something to eat?"
Chi shook his head, indicating no desire for food, and then thought for a moment before speaking, "I want to stay behind."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zixun raised an eyebrow and looked straight at Chi. "Why?"
Chi, somewhat intimidated by Lu Zixun's gaze, shrank back slightly.
But then, thinking of what he had to do next, Chi lifted his head, meeting Lu Zixun's gaze: "I still have some younger brothers and sisters on the farm; I need to rescue them."
"Nonsense."
Faced with such an unreasonable request, Lu Zixun shook his head in refusal. "You're just an eleven-year-old kid. With your escape, the Insect Clan will definitely increase security. You can't do anything; you'll just be throwing your life away."
"I know."
