"I can't die... I... I can't die... Feng Erniu...!" On the verge of death, Tuoba Danqing's shriveled hands clawed powerlessly like a chicken's. He was unwilling; he was truly, deeply unwilling.
Back then, Feng Erniu had trapped him. Confined within the Heart Turbidity's sinful prison, he had dreamed day and night of nothing but escaping and avenging his humiliation. But now, just as he had finally gotten out, he was about to die again. This was a fate he truly could not accept.
But soon, Tuoba Danqing realized he had no time to dwell on such things. He likely only had enough time left for one last statement. "Miss Bai... go back and tell my son... tell him to never, ever join the Astrological Bureau!"
Seeing the delirious Tuoba Danqing utter such words, a trace of heartache appeared on Bai Lingmiao's face. "Don't worry. With me here, you won't die."
