"I think you might as well turn us both into cucumbers. At least cucumbers are fresh and juicy, unlike dried corpses."
The Young Order Leader of the [Void Order], whose life was already in danger before he could successfully take over, declared that he was going to die before his campaign even began-at the hands of his own captain.
At that moment, Ye Buyu looked like a graduate student driven mad by experiments, one step away from slapping the equipment with bloodshot eyes and demanding to know why the materials refused to follow the experimental procedure.
Su Wuwei sighed and spread his arms.
"Come on, then. I accept my fate."
He had chosen this teammate himself. What else could he do?
Looking at Su Wuwei now, Ye Buyu felt as though she were looking at a dazzling golden gemstone, so bright it hurt her eyes.
"Honestly, you're pretty easy on the eyes like this."
Su Wuwei immediately lowered his arms. "Then don't treat me."
Before he could finish, Ye Buyu pressed a finger between his eyebrows, silver light flickering at her fingertip.
In that instant, Su Wuwei felt as though he had entered another space, tranquil and boundless.
It was as though his soul had left his body and been drawn into a separate, mysterious space. Above his head floated a Mark as vast as a sea of stars. It seemed to be a written character, but before he could make out everything before him, he returned to the Present World in the blink of an eye.
That feeling of being pulled away and returning in an instant was like having a dream, only to be woken by reality just as he was about to touch a treasure chest. Aside from a lingering sense of loss, he felt nothing else.