Zhao Rong did not want to die.
He had promised Qing Jun that he would pick a bright moon for her.
He had pledged to Su Xiaoxiao to exchange a unique moon, unmatched in the world, for her entry into his family.
He had promised Qian'er to always cherish and protect her as they spent the latter half of their lives counting stars together.
Zhao Rong did not want to die, but.
He would never live dishonorably.
Qin Jianfu rejected the only compromise Zhao Rong considered his bottom line, refusing to let Qian'er go.
This old friend from Great Wei wanted to torment him by using the people he cared about.
What else could Zhao Rong do?
Continue to compromise? Fall to his knees and beg this old fox for forgiveness, sobbing and crying?
Seek a slim chance of survival through loss of manly spirit?
This seemed to be the only possible solution to the current predicament of almost certain death.
And it was... the scene Qin Jianfu was secretly expecting.
