For Chi Xue Child, this decision was far too heavy. If he made the wrong choice, the consequences would be unimaginable.
On one hand was the choice his senior sister had been preparing for for years. On the other was a warning from a fellow daoist in the group chat who had never been wrong.
It was a truly difficult dilemma.
However, after just a moment, Chi Xue Child, chewing on a popsicle and carrying the Red Sword on his back, walked into the array.
A decision always has to be made by someone.
And someone must bear the weight of it. If he didn't, someone else would have to.
'Since someone has to bear it anyway, there's no need to hesitate.'
'I'll trust my choice.'
Watching Chi Xue Child enter, Jiang Zuo said to Liu Yiyi, "If the aura of the Abyss attacks later, remember to go in and set off a flash. It will help them a lot."
Liu Yiyi spoke up, "Fellow Daoist Po Xiao, it's Holy Light."
