The Former Goddess of Time Enters the Fray, Part II
Zhe Fēnglì took a step forward. “But--”
“Mei is right,” Wu Jian said, standing up. “Don’t get involved in this fight. We can’t guarantee your survival.”
His words caused Zhe Fēnglì to frown, but Wu Jian had no time to deal with his feelings. This wasn’t a battle that someone at his level could enter. He would die. They all would. What’s more, their presence in the fight would limit what he and Wu Meiying could do. Some of his attacks were indiscriminate.
Before he could walk off, someone grabbed his sleeve. He glanced down at Zhou Lihua. The look on her face made his heart ache. She looked so lost and pained, like she was in agony. He gently smiled at her, but he still shook her hand off.
“I have to go now. We’ll talk after this is all done,” he said.
She worked her mouth but couldn’t say anything. Wu Jian turned back around and walked with Wu Meiying, until they were standing just a few feet from Zhou Wen.