"Let the Elders go, I can guarantee Ling Chuan for 12 hours."
"12 hours?" An Ziqing chuckled, stood up, her white skirt fluttering slightly as she moved. Fresh red blood continued to flow from her chest, coloring the icy ground with every step.
"I want Ling Chuan alive, alive and well! Not just for 12 hours!" An Ziqing walked over to Jia Luo, took out a knife from her hand. "Outside are the Elders, if they come in and see me like this! What do you think the consequences will be?"
"They'll ruin me, then kick me out of here, maybe even kill me," Jia Luo replied.
"So! I want my man alive!!" An Ziqing directly grabbed Jia Luo's collar, "Don't delay any longer!!"
"An Ziqing!!" Yin Nuo stepped forward to try to remove An Ziqing's hand.
Jia Luo stopped Yin Nuo, still smiling as he looked at An Ziqing, "I guarantee he won't die for 12 hours, and when you agree to my conditions, I promise to save him! Otherwise, you can let the Elders in; I die, Ling Chuan won't live either."
