Just thinking about such a scenario made Bai Yuanhao feel a little uneasy inside.
After thinking for a bit, he couldn't help but say, "Can't you just die a bit earlier?"
Tu Hongwu's eyes widened in anger: "What are you talking about, how could you curse me to die sooner?"
"The main issue is, isn't it a bit too close if it's only an hour earlier? Your disciple went through a lot of trouble to find medicine for you, and you just kick the bucket an hour before he gets home. Imagine how despairing he'd feel then!"
The old man standing next to Tu Hongwu, upon hearing this, suddenly pictured a scene of Su Mo, devastated and dragging the entire Dragon Race to the grave, shivering violently. He hurriedly chimed in to persuade:
"Yeah, yeah, I think maybe we shouldn't die after all.
Look, you're healed already, by then you'll continue to lead the Human Race to prosperity, becoming the strongest race in the universe, wouldn't that be splendid?
