Qunnie's starry eyes lit up as she proposed.
"I've considered your idea long ago, but don't forget the rules: only the Lord who captures the treasure can successfully leave and decide the fate of the other surviving Lords. Do you think the victor would spare us? In the end, we will still be left here, and nothing good will come of it—it's almost certain death."
Ethan Young shook his head decisively, denying: "So it's better to fight with all we've got; maybe we can grasp a sliver of hope."
"But what if the victor spares us?"
Qunnie's starry eyes dimmed as she murmured.
"Sis, do you really think there's another Lord of the Summer Realm here?"
Ethan helplessly smiled and continued: "Besides, those wolves and tigers won't spare us."
"But what if he is here? He must be more powerful than us!"
Qunnie remained hopeful and continued speaking.
"Are you talking about Leo Ray?"
