Though the situation seemed fraught with difficulties, Ronglin had no intention of giving up. He continued searching patiently, sensing the changes within Broken Sword Passage bit by bit.
The eight people traveling with him knew that no matter how they ran, they would only keep circling within the same stretch of road. So they simply stopped moving forward and waited for Kotsubaki to appear. Otherwise, there was also a chance that the Seireitei would discover the anomaly in the Dangai and send someone to rescue them.
But space and time had both been thrown into disorder. They had already given up all hope of reinforcements from the Seireitei.
Number One quietly watched Ronglin's serious expression. She had always thought Ronglin was carefree and handsome, witty and humorous, but she had never realized that when he was serious, he could be so captivating.
Would they die? Seeing that even several Shinigami captains had given up hope, Number One felt a wave of sorrow rise within her. Would she die together with this extraordinary man?
A warm sensation suddenly flowed across her face. Before she knew it, Number One had begun to cry.
"Why are you crying?" Ronglin, who had been carefully searching for the trap's location and had not even looked at her, somehow knew that tears had fallen from her eyes.
Ronglin gave up on further exploration and turned around. He looked gently at the young female Shinigami, the tender, calm smile on his face making it impossible for her to believe this was the expression someone should have while facing certain doom.
Ronglin walked to her side and slowly reached out, gently wiping the tears from her cheeks. He said softly, "Don't be afraid. I'm still here. We'll definitely be fine! I still want to return to the Soul