Gu Chen watched Gu Yuena stubbornly refuse to leave, a helpless smile tugging at his lips. He stopped communicating through mental transmissions.
Instead, he spoke through his battered body, his voice hoarse but clear. "Have you forgotten? I'm very hard to kill. I've died several times before, but every time, I crawled out of my grave.
"This time is no different. To me, nothing has changed. I might die a few more times, but I'll always return, crawling out again and again, coming back again and again."
The fierce confidence and pride in his words lent them undeniable conviction. Just as he had said, if he died, he would crawl back out until he stood before Gu Yuena once more.
Gu Chen had thought that would persuade Gu Yuena to follow his arrangements.
But her expression shifted again and again. She raised her delicate hands to cover her face, hiding her expression, yet still shook her head resolutely.
To her, perhaps Gu Chen was everything.
Compared with him, the Dragon Clan and everything else might truly no longer matter.
People could call her ungrateful, but Gu Yuena truly did not want to leave.
A crystalline tear slipped between her fingers. The aura of destruction in the universe grew increasingly dense, and Gu Chen could even feel that absolute lock beginning to spread toward Gu Yuena.
Watching her tremble faintly, Gu Chen sighed again.
He used destruction power to cut away every part of his body that had already mutated. Before any further changes could occur, he gathered her soft, delicate body into his arms. Blood all but stained both their clothes red. Holding Gu Yuena by the waist, he could feel her trembling even harder in his embrace.
"Nana—no, my wife—don't forget, there are still so many people you're responsible