Gu Jin could sense the unwillgeness to die in Zhu Masong's eyes.
It was clear...there was a matter he wanted to finish but seeing his life slipping away, he could only accept the outcome.
"I can offer you a chance to finish what you've left behind. To fight one last time. But understand, you will not be the man you once were.
Once you become one of my people, you will lose the right to think on your own. I will be the person with whom you will be loyal...forever."
Zhu Masong's brows furrowed as he tried to make sense of her offer.
His body was broken, hope was slipping away—what choice did he have? With a shaky breath, he whispered,
"I don't care... as long as I can fight again."
Gu Jin's lips curved into a knowing smile. "Good."
"Arise from the death." She said softly.
A sharp but gentle energy slowly traveled from her body to her hand, as she placed it firmly on Zhu Masong's chest.