The clever Lu Mingyu quickly understood Chen Changsheng's purpose in doing this.
When he looked at Shi Qi again, Lu Mingyu's gaze became somewhat guilty.
"You didn't make a move?"
Seeing Lu Mingyu's expression, Shi Qi calmly said, "There was no need to."
"Why?"
"Because I couldn't beat them."
Shi Qi's answer was calm.
"You didn't make a move just because you couldn't win?"
There was a trace of surprise in Lu Mingyu's tone.
Shi Qi glanced at him, then began tending the fire and cooking.
"You don't seem like someone who fears death that much!"
Though Shi Qi said nothing, Lu Mingyu continued pressing him.
At that, Shi Qi stuffed firewood into the stove and said, "I have already seen through the trial of life and death."
"Whether I die or live makes little difference to me."
"If I had acted then, someone would certainly have fallen in the end."
"On the other hand, if I did not act, Master might still have had a chance to live."
"Shi Qi, you weren't like this before."
Watching Shi Qi cook over the fire, Lu Mingyu frowned.
"You're right. The Shi Qi of the past was indeed not like this."
"But two hundred thousand years can change many things."
With that, Shi Qi turned to Lu Mingyu. "Do you know how much I experienced during those two hundred thousand years?"
"I don't."
Lu Mingyu shook his head.
"I experienced only two things. The first was watching Master lose to that person, while I stood by with my hands tucked in my sleeves."
"The second was watching Su Ling die with my own eyes."
"After the first incident, I sat quietly by a river for three years."
"During those three years, I kept asking myself the same question: should I have acted