Hearing Huo Yuhao reject his proposal, Yang Wenzhao still wanted to explain his importance to the Temple Federation so that he could take Chen Ying'er's place, but Huo Yuhao ignored it all.
Seeing this, Long Haochen knew he had to go. Then he said, "All right, I agree."
Sheng Cai'er, standing beside him, tightened her grip on Long Haochen's hand, hoping he would not go. But Long Haochen merely smiled and shook his head, saying to her, "As the captain, I can't watch a teammate hover between life and death and do nothing... Don't worry. I'll be fine."
With that, Long Haochen gently freed himself from Sheng Cai'er's tight grip, then walked toward Huo Yuhao.
Meanwhile, everyone behind Long Haochen cast hostile looks at Huo Yuhao, never showing any sign of relaxing their grip on their weapons.
At this point, however slow Huo Yuhao might have been, he realized that they seemed to have misunderstood his meaning. Although his motives at this moment were not pure either, their reaction left him feeling deeply helpless.
As Long Haochen walked toward him step by step, Huo Yuhao removed the hand resting on Chen Ying'er's shoulder.
Chen Ying'er felt control of her body return. Before she could rejoice over it, she looked at Long Haochen, who was walking toward them.
Chen Ying'er wanted to say something, but Long Haochen saw what she meant and merely smiled at her. "Hurry back."
Then Long Haochen continued toward Huo Yuhao. Hearing his words, Chen Ying'er could only hold Mai Dou in her arms and run back to the others.
The distance was only a few dozen meters, yet it seemed terribly long at that moment. Watching Long Haochen approach, Huo Yuhao also started walking toward him.
As he walked, Huo Yuhao said, "Do you really not