'Am I going to die?'
She watched as the Purple Blood Giant Bear Beast—the one they had previously called the Armor Giant Bear Beast King—pounced toward her with its enormous body.
As its giant paw, the size of a small mountain, came crashing down.
Yang Ziling froze in an instant.
Only a single thought remained in her mind.
'Am I going to die?'
At that moment, she was so unwilling to let go.
Unwilling to leave this world.
It wasn't because she was afraid of death.
But because of one person.
That person.
The one who had made her rush here, heedless of everything.
The one who made her lose all reason.
But it was a pity.
Yang Ziling felt so useless.
She couldn't help him.
'But at least we had that one time. Otherwise, I would have even more regrets.'
Even at a time like this, that was the thought that flashed through her mind.
A blush crept onto her cheeks.
She closed her eyes and waited for death.
"You fool! Are you that eager to die?"
