Seeing Gong Juechen's mouth was still as insolent as ever, An Jing said, "Youbao, don't bother with him, I think he's just not afraid of getting beaten."
Gong Juechen nodded again, "Yeah, I'm not even afraid of death, so why would I be afraid of getting beaten by you guys? But in my current state, I absolutely can't let Zhuzhu see me, Zhuzhu will definitely mock me for being uglier than him."
As soon as An Jing heard Gong Juechen say he wasn't afraid of death, she became curious, "I've heard before that if you didn't want to save someone, even if someone held a knife to your throat, you wouldn't do it. I'm really curious, how come you're not afraid of dying?"
Gong Juechen said, "Since we all have to die sooner or later, what does it matter when?"
An Jing: "..." That makes sense, I'm left speechless.
Li Wuyu, however, expressed extreme admiration, "Doctor Gong, you can view life and death so indifferently, like a transcendent being above worldly concerns, Wuyu admires you!"