"Qianqiu! Aren't you ready yet?!" Du Yu shouted through gritted teeth. The sight of Fan Wujiao's gruesome death had broken his heart too.
"Almost!"
Du Yu turned toward the screen and saw that Xie Bi'an had completely fallen apart, sitting blankly on the ground.
A moment later, Xie Bi'an slowly rose, picked up the chain with an expressionless face, and hurled it up into the tree.
"Don't worry. Your Seventh Brother is coming to keep you company."
Du Yu froze. Was Xie Bi'an going to hang himself?
His heart pounded. Didn't that mean the Legend was about to be completed?!
"Du Yu! The Descent Device has finished cooling down. Do you still want to descend?" Dong Qianqiu asked.
"Yes! Send me down right now!" Du Yu answered without hesitation.
"All right! Beginning descent now!"
"Wait!" Du Yu suddenly stopped Dong Qianqiu. "Qianqiu, get one more thing ready for me!"
"You suddenly want something prepared now? Is there enough time?"
"Definitely. What I need is something every girl should have!"
Xie Bi'an had just secured the chain when a familiar cry came from nearby:
"Bi'an!!"
Xie Bi'an froze and turned in terror, discovering a beggar girl standing a short distance away with an umbrella.
"X-Xiao Nian...?"
Xiao Nian looked at the scene before her in astonishment, then asked, "What are you doing? What happened to Wu Jiu?"
"I... I..."
Xie Bi'an, who had only just calmed down, immediately began wailing again. "That villain murdered Old Eight! That damned old bastard!!"
With that, he fell to his knees, sobbing uncontrollably.
Xiao Nian slowly walked over and held her umbrella above his head.
"Wu Jiu is dead, so what are you going to do? Die too?" Xiao Nian asked.
"Yes... We swore to die on the same day of the same month