Nantian threw out his terms. His manner was somewhat like the demon's, except he was more forthright and made no attempt to hide how determined he was to get his way.
I could only ask him, "What exactly are you trying to do?"
"I want to know what my brother's doing. If I can keep him out of danger, I'll do everything I can to protect him." Nantian said it as though it were only natural.
"That's impossible." I sighed.
I hadn't believed Gu Mo's nonsense in the first place. I wanted to fight against this so-called fate, and I was doing that even now. It was just that some things were unavoidable. You could even call them occupational hazards.
If Nantian wanted Nangong Yao to stay safe and sound, then I'd have to carry out Ye Qing's grand plan right now and completely change the whole world.
"Nothing's impossible." Nantian clearly wasn't buying it. He said firmly, "You're looking for that person? I'll pay someone to find him. My brother doesn't need to take any risks."
Nantian acted as if he didn't care about other people's lives. At another time, I definitely would've found that irritating. But I knew it wasn't that he didn't care about people's lives; he simply had no idea how dangerous this whole situation was. In his eyes, ghosts and monsters weren't much different from muggers you ran into on the street. He had money. Hiring a formidable bodyguard with it was better than letting his brother take risks.
I felt so helpless I didn't know what to say.
If Nantian weren't Nangong Yao's younger brother, he could go ahead and get himself killed for all I cared. I probably wouldn't have thought much differently of him than I did of any other fool with