Lin Xi knew that Du Changhui was not willing to give up, but he shook his head anyway, "It seems that eternal life is not destined for us. I am sorry."
"Don't apologize to me, I won't accept it. Look at how many sacrifices we've made for you, and look at how many of us are left." Du Changhui's words came out almost as a roar, his usual reverent attitude towards Lin Xi vanished.
Gu Fan looked around; there weren't many people left in the ancient town, their faces stricken with despair. It was a heartbreaking sight. However, after some thought about the actions of these people, his sympathy dissipated.
"Damn it, this is infuriating!" With rage, Du Changhui picked up anything he could find and threw it, venting his frustrations as everyone stood back and watched.
Unexpectedly, something Du Changhui threw hit something and triggered a mechanism, opening a secret door.