"Simple. I'll kill you."
Xia Yuan's voice was quiet and mild, as though he were saying it looked like rain and they should bring in the laundry.
But to Lover, those words struck like a bolt from the blue.
The smug look on his face froze. His pupils contracted sharply, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.
"Are you insane?!" Lover shrieked, his voice cracking.
"If you kill me, you kill her too! Have you lost your mind?!"
The beach fell deathly silent.
War, Greed, and Pride held their breath, their gazes darting between Xia Yuan and Mo Shiyu.
If Xia Yuan killed Lover without hesitation, Mo Shiyu would die with him.
Would this Contract Spirit really do it?
After a brief lull, comments erupted across the Live Stream like a tidal wave:
"Holy shit!! Is Abyss God going to take them both down?!"
"Wait, if Mo Shiyu dies, won't Senior Xia Yuan lose his source of spiritual power?!"
"Is this what they mean by hurting yourself almost as badly as the enemy?!"
"No! Did you forget that punch from Saitama's clone? Senior Xia Yuan doesn't care about draining his Contract Spirit Master's power!"
"But he can't just stand there and watch Mo Shiyu die! She's a living person!"
"Senior Xia Yuan... calm down!!"
"If Xia Yuan really does this, he's ruthless as hell!"
"He'd kill his own Contract Spirit Master just to take out a boss!?"
"Uh, surely not. Senior Xia Yuan isn't that kind of person!!"
"..."
Mo Shiyu stood beside Saitama's clone, her breath catching for an instant.
She looked at Xia Yuan's calm profile. There was no hesitation in his brown eyes, not even the slightest ripple.
That indifference chilled her more than any furious shout could have.
"So... the day