Actually, when you think about it, who doesn't love their own life? Could Mo Fei really stay here and join Fu Yubo in death?
When Wa Zicong heard him say this, a flicker of light flashed through his eyes in secret.
This did not escape Gu Nuan's sharp eyes and intuition. Seeing what Wa Zicong was about to do, Gu Nuan suddenly said coldly, interrupting, "No!"
The rest of the people, hearing the firmness in her voice, felt a jolt in their hearts.
"If you want to leave, go ahead. I'll stay here with him."
Upon hearing her words, Wa Zicong's hand reached out and touched the wrist she held Fu Yubo's hand with, gripping it tightly. Then, his eyes looked coldly at Fu Yubo and he said, "Do you want her to die here with you?"
Fu Yubo's expression clearly struggled for a moment.
"Don't pressure him!" Gu Nuan threw off Wa Zicong's hand forcefully, her gaze growing even colder, "It's my decision. I don't need you to make it for me."
