Fang Guozhen and Peng Yingyu both wore solemn expressions upon hearing this, momentarily unsure how to respond. Then Liu Futong spoke up: "Back then, we swore not to seek to be born on the same day in the same month and year, but to die on the same day in the same month and year. If we cannot achieve that in life and death, can we not even protect his heir?"
"So, Old Peng, Brother Fang, stop trying to persuade me. Today, I can only use my life to exchange for Little Ming King's life. Even if I die, I cannot go to the underworld to meet Old Han!"
At this, Liu Futong's face was filled with determination.
Fang Guozhen and Peng Yingyu's faces were ashen, yet they weren't sure how to persuade him.
At this moment, Chen Jie spoke up: "Even if you sacrifice yourself, you won't save Little Ming King. The other side never intended to rescue Little Ming King."
Upon hearing these words, Fang Guozhen and Peng Yingyu stared at Chen Jie in surprise: "What do you mean?"
