"No, I won't leave."
Qing Yuan stubbornly shook his head, stuffing the fragments back into his palm: "I can't leave you alone to escape. We live and die together, either we leave together, or we die together."
"Why bother with this?"
Mu Fan's breath hitched, his heartbeat suddenly skipping a beat.
At the moment the young man spoke of living and dying together, a never-before-felt thought lingered at the tip of his heart.
Life and death friends, huh!
Their acquaintance was no more than fleeting, their time together only two short days. How could there be such deep friendship?
"Senior Brother Mu has saved me from danger several times. Qing Yuan is not someone who forgets favors and betrays righteousness."
As if to discern his doubts, Qing Yuan chuckled with a hint of heroism: "To live and die with Senior Brother Mu and fight a desperate battle, Qing Yuan's life is enough."
"Alright."