"Ji Qian, don't forget, he and I share the same flesh. If I die, this body will rot, and then he won't be able to live either," Ye Shikai said in a cold voice, slowly standing up, struggling to lean against the wall.
"Don't forget, if the body rots, you won't be able to live either." A flicker of emotion passed through Ji Qian's eyes, but it quickly returned to that cold expression. For her, Ye Shikai couldn't die, yet the second personality must not take over his body.
"Fine, let's see if you can truly be so heartless," Ye Shikai scoffed coldly. At the same time, he felt a weakness in his body. The death energy was seeping into him rapidly; at this rate, Ye Shikai would be dead in ten minutes.
As time ticked by, both were in agony, but Ji Qian was suffering the most. This woman, crazy in love, was willing to sacrifice herself for Ye Shikai, but now, even though she had the power to save him, she couldn't. In her mind, reason and impulse fiercely battled.
