But even if she could take Chen Mo away, what would happen to people like Chen Zhuo and his wife, the Empress, Daoist Venerable, Shen Zhixia, Ling Ningzhi... those whom Chen Mo cared about? Would they be left in the Capital City to fend for themselves?
Yu Youhan instinctively glanced at Chen Mo, who was still in meditation.
If he wakes up and learns about all this, he will surely be very sad, right?
"Wait..."
Yu Youhan suddenly realized, her delicate eyebrows knitted together.
Her resolve had always been firm, and she had never felt "fear," but now, before she even took action, she was already feeling a sense of retreat. This was clearly abnormal.
"The instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm, to fear death and cherish life, is innate in all living beings," Zhu Jiuyou said with a smile: "Fear is not shameful, what is shameful is not daring to face your own heart."
"I'll give you one last chance..."
"Will you flee from here, or stay and wait for death?"
