"Although we have to bow to reality, I hope she lives well. Even if I die at thirty, she can live on, watch the sunrise and sunset every day, and just occasionally remember me. But she died just like that!" Wenyu covered his head and wept bitterly.
Bai Ruozhu didn't know how to comfort him. After he cried for a while, she said, "Yuchen Palace still needs to offer blood this time, right?"
Wenyu remained silent, appearing even more pained.
"Why do your Merfolk have to rely on others for survival? I can understand your longing for a better life, but I really can't agree with your actions. Manau was a good girl; she died for her fellow disciples. Do you want to see her sacrifice go to waste? Who knows how many more from Yuchen Palace will die!" Bai Ruozhu said, somewhat exasperated.
