Although she has lived two lifetimes, she cherishes life and respects life more than anyone, but she will never live in the world cowardly like this. Life is indeed precious, but if one cannot live with a clear conscience and uprightness, what is the meaning!
Ling Baobao's consciousness was already blurred, seemingly oblivious to Han Yan's words, and still used the last of his strength to rush outside the domain.
Han Yan simply exerted force to break free from his arm, gently floating down to the ground.
Ling Baobao felt a lightness in his hand, then came back to his senses, looking at Han Yan with a puzzled gaze.
"I absolutely cannot let you die for me, nor let them die for me." Han Yan looked at the struggling figures not far away and those eyes full of despair, and said resolutely.
Having said that, Han Yan once again gripped the longsword tightly, despite the immense pressure causing her body to tremble slightly, but the hand holding the sword hilt remained so steady.
