Cui Yao had never dreamed that this "Senior Brother Nie Yun" before him would say such a thing. His heart brimmed with gratitude.
He had known Luo Hao and the others for many years; they were already friends who could entrust their lives to one another. Yet when faced with a situation where someone had to be sacrificed, they still became turtles hiding in their shells. Meanwhile, this Core Disciple, whom he had known for less than a day, had actually offered to die in his place... The emotion warmed his body and soul, reddening his eyes.
Unlike Cui Yao's agitation, everyone else froze upon hearing Nie Yun's decision.
This Core Disciple before them possessed unfathomable strength, and even Zhao Ran could not compare to the purity of his bloodline. In terms of importance, he was certainly far more valuable than Cui Yao.
"Senior Brother, you must not! Since drawing lots has already decided who lives and who dies, it means luck is not on his side. Even if he survives now, he will encounter danger again later. I think it would be better..."
Though Luo Hao did not finish, his meaning was already clear. Even if Nie Yun saved Cui Yao this time, Cui Yao's luck and strength were too poor. He certainly would not survive to the end.
Since he would die either way, dying now could preserve everyone else's lives and count as a contribution. If he died later... he would have done the others no favor at all.
The words were heartless and devoid of loyalty, cold beyond measure. Cui Yao looked at the speaking Luo Hao, profound disappointment rising in his eyes.
This was the man who had once sworn they would share hardship and fortune alike. Yet... when danger came, he had abandoned him