"So what, I've said Gu Youyou can't die!" Jin Zijin roared, "Ajing, I hope this is the only time!" This was a warning to him.
His taut face signaled just how angry he was about Yue Rujing's reckless bloodletting.
"Huh..." Yue Rujing let out a low, bitter laugh and said lightly, "Life is yours, you call the shots!" He would have to be out of his mind to panic.
In front of the window, Jin Zijin's tall figure stood for a long time, blocking the sunlight streaming in from outside the window.
His silhouette looked somewhat desolate and lonely, as isolated as a statue.
Lying down for too long made Gu Youyou feel uncomfortable. It had been a while since she'd lain down for such an extended period, and her patience wasn't what it used to be.
And the man in front of the window endured too much.
He must have been standing there for quite a while, the sun moving from east to west, yet he remained like a statue, standing there, seemingly lost in thought.