Li Roh looked back at Xiao Fang's tent again, straining to sense even a trace of Xiao Fang's presence—but there was nothing.
"You're sure he's in there?" Li Roh asked quietly.
"You can still leave," Li Lian said. "If I'm being honest, you'll probably only slow me down. I can't protect both of you."
Li Roh shook his head.
"I want to fight."
Li Lian studied him for a moment longer before turning her gaze forward. None of her own team members had stayed, despite knowing where she was.
Yet Xiao Fang's had. Even with his meager strength.
'This boy certainly isn't normal,' Li Lian thought.
If it truly came to it, Li Lian had the means to carry Xiao Fang away by force, so she wasn't overly afraid of what lay ahead. But Li Roh remained, even while believing his death was all but certain. That kind of resolve could only be called stupidity… or madness… or unwavering loyalty.
