Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"I understand, but Zhao Manyan is different; I don't care about him, but I can't risk putting you in danger!" Mo Fan immediately spilled the beans.
If Zhao Manyan in his bed heard those words, his missing soul would come straight away to teach Mo Fan a lesson. Why would he befriend such scum!?
"Let's not waste our time. Tell her, or else we're just a bunch of headless flies," said Mu Ningxue.
Mo Fan tried to convince Mu Ningxue, yet she insisted on doing do it her way. "I don't want anything to happen to you!" he blurted out.
"If you really think that, then do your best to help Zhao Manyan and I recover if anything happens, instead of saying that here," replied Mu Ningxue seriously.
Her gaze was determined and fearless; she had been mentally prepared since she first embarked on this journey. She had no intention of running away.