"Ah? Sister Jiang Li, you?"
Jiang Li's arrival had been so sudden that Jiang Mian failed to react in time and froze on the spot.
Ye Chenyang's reaction, however, was rather calm. He seemed to have known about this all along, though his hand still involuntarily tightened around Jiang Mian's.
"Come with me."
Jiang Li beckoned to them, then turned and headed toward the elevator.
Jiang Mian pressed her lips together and quickly pulled Ye Chenyang after her.
It was not until all three had entered the elevator that she pressed the question.
"Sister Jiang Li, what do you mean by that?"
"Exactly what it says."
Jiang Li's tone was calm, her crisp voice echoing through the fairly spacious elevator.
"[Myriad Spirits] and [Silent Death] exist within every living being."
"Beyond that, as a former old god, 'I' myself am the embodiment of these two laws. Naturally, I am the best material besides them."
Jiang Mian looked at Jiang Li's face. Her expression remained calm, as if she had not been moved in the slightest.
Then she looked back at Ye Chenyang. He merely gave her palm a gentle squeeze and nodded.
For a moment, the air congealed into an eerie silence.
It was not until the elevator chimed with a "ding" that the dead stillness was broken.
"Mian Mian, don't worry. I was meant to 'die' anyway."
Jiang Li led them out of the elevator, slightly turning her head with a gentle smile.
"Before that, if this useless body of mine can complete the foundation of the new world's laws, then my death will have been well worth it."
Hearing this, Jiang Mian fell silent for a moment before finally nodding.
She had long known Jiang Li would leave the stage, but she had not expected it to happen