After listening to Wu Li, Lu Mingyu lowered his head and fell silent.
Seeing this, Wu Li sighed. "Junior Brother, along the way, we've lost face so many times that even we can't count them anymore."
"But losing face is no big deal. As long as we don't lose our lives, we still have a chance."
"Things like pride are worth less than a penny compared to what we seek in our hearts."
"But they died!"
"So they died. No one can avoid death."
"As the saying goes, the merciful cannot command troops, and the righteous cannot manage wealth. When it comes to planning, you inherited Teacher's teachings most completely."
"Didn't you know that, under those circumstances, the Phantom list had to be handed over?"
At that, Lu Mingyu fell silent again.
After a long while, Lu Mingyu softly asked, "Is that Madman still hunting us down?"
"No."
"As for the exact reason, I'm not sure. Perhaps we fooled him by playing dead, or perhaps he had something more urgent to deal with."
"But no matter what, we now have time to catch our breath."
Receiving that answer, Lu Mingyu took a deep breath and slowly let it out.
"Is Master's wife dead?"
"Master's wife's situation is rather unusual. I can't see through it, but I dare say Teacher must have left contingencies to ensure she wouldn't die."
"That's good. If Master's wife had truly died, I'm afraid Teacher wouldn't have made it through this."
With that, Lu Mingyu straightened up.
Though he was still slovenly, his spine now stood ramrod straight.
Looking at Wu Li, who was still sitting on the ground, Lu Mingyu said disdainfully, "Senior Brother, if something like this happens again, please don't suddenly come looking for me."
"Because you might very well lead the enemy