What If I Died?

The Monster King had arranged everything well. Wu Qianyan's penalty was expected to be carried out by the end of the day. Hence, they still had eight hours.

Gu Xijiu was glad that she made her return at the right time. Otherwise, the only thing that would be waiting for her was Wu Qianyan's dead body.

She gave Fan Qianshi a quick look and asked, "If I did not return, would you really let Qianyan die?"

After a short pause, Fan Qianshi murmured, "Yes."

He knew what Gu Xijiu was expecting him to answer. He could give her an answer that she wished to hear, but he did not want to lie to her. Perhaps, there was no way he could lie to her even if he wanted to.

Lying was essentially part of his life, but never to his master. He never had the courage or the heart to lie in front of Gu Xijiu.

"Master, she is only a servant," Fan Qianshi added arrogantly.