Mo Wu watched the two of them make up and felt a moment of relief.
But it lasted only an instant before worry over the treatment took its place.
Mo Wu was a generous man. He could accept any outcome.
But this was about more than his pride. The fate of the Branch Family rested on it, so they had to give this fight everything they had.
More than anything, Mo Wu wanted his injuries healed. Even if the treatment carried enormous risks, he had to try.
His expression grew more resolute, though his voice remained gentle. "All right. Stop worrying. I know you have a way. I'm willing to try!"
Ling Yu immediately grew anxious. He rushed over and crouched beside Mo Wu, his face crumpling. "Do you even know what could happen? How can you say you'll accept it so casually? Have you thought this through?"
By the end, Ling Yu was practically shouting. If Mo Wu had not been injured, he might have grabbed him by the collar and hauled him up.
Mo Wu's expression did not waver, as if he had expected Ling Yu's reaction.
"I have no other choice," he said calmly. "If I can't go on living as a ninja, I might as well be dead."
For a moment, Ling Yu opened his mouth to speak, but no words came. He let out a heavy sigh. "All right. I understand."
After a brief pause, he added, "But now isn't the right time. Get some rest first."
Mo Wu did not press him. He nodded to show he understood.
He was desperate to recover as soon as possible, but he knew Ling Yu well enough to realize how hard it had been for him to agree to such a risky treatment at all.
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