Even so, Meng Chao blurted out, "No. How can you go? Stay here and behave yourself!"
"Why?"
Lü Siya fixed her bright, sparkling eyes on Meng Chao. "Are you afraid I'll meet with disaster in the Depths of Ancient Ruins, or are you afraid that the Monster Mastermind's power still lurks inside me—and that if something unimaginable happens in the Depths of Ancient Ruins, I'll turn into the Jungle Banshee again and cause consequences no one can predict?"
"..."
Meng Chao himself did not know whether he was worried about the former or the latter.
Perhaps it was a little of both.
"If it's the former, I think there's no need to worry—whether I venture deep into the Ancient Ruins or not, the risk is the same," Lü Siya said.
"How could it be the same?" Meng Chao frowned.
"The reason is simple. Following you into the Depths of Ancient Ruins to search for the 'Martial God,' Lei Zongchao, is certainly a journey where every step brims with killing intent, where survival is one chance in ten thousand. But staying here obediently can't guarantee one hundred percent safety either!"
Lü Siya spread her hands. "I don't think even you can guarantee that the 'Martial God,' Lei Zongchao, is still alive and kicking in the Depths of Ancient Ruins right now, can you?
"Perhaps he has already become a pile of bones, or some malformed, twisted monster, or perhaps he has sunk into endless nothingness. This so-called 'search and rescue' may be nothing more than your wishful thinking."
Meng Chao fell silent.
He had to admit that what Lü Siya described was the most likely outcome.
"Even if the Martial God is still alive, you can't guarantee the rescue mission will succeed. You can't even guarantee your own life or death.