Pessimists Are Always Right, but Only Optimists Can Move Forward

"Brother Long, think this through."

Seeing Long Wudi and Lin Meimei's expressions, Nan Feng had a bad feeling and hurriedly persuaded them, "Xiao Nan already said it. If you don't give up this child, you might die."

Long Wudi chuckled. "We might die, not definitely die."

"How could we so easily give up our own child?" Lin Meimei said softly. "Even if there's only a one-in-ten-thousand chance, we'll try."

They were crazy. Completely crazy...

Nan Feng turned around and secretly gave Xiao Nan a meaningful look.

Xiao Nan instantly understood and made an OK gesture.

"What I said earlier wasn't well considered." Xiao Nan looked serious. "Even if you're both still alive after the child is born, don't forget about Soyana. She'll definitely kill you. By then, not only will you die, even your newborn child will die."

Nan Feng shook his head helplessly.

Xiao Nan, Xiao Nan, what were you saying OK to?

I meant for you to quickly sever those damn Mana Threads while Long Wudi wasn't paying attention.

Why were you standing here lecturing them?

If reasoning worked, why would anyone level up? Why would anyone need an Arsenal?

They might as well rename the book I Reasoned with Three Thousand Powerful Enemies and Won!

Xiao Nan had no idea what Nan Feng was thinking. She even smugly raised her little eyebrows at him, as if to say: So? Nothing wrong with what I said, right?

Long Wudi lowered his head slightly and seriously considered Xiao Nan's words.

Objectively speaking, Xiao Nan was right.

If they really had this child, it would be equivalent to placing their entire family's lives in Soyana's hands.

Of course, they could choose to stay in South City and receive Xiao Nan's protection.

But given Xiao Nan's childishly mischievous personality, she would