Lu Sangjiu knew that asking him this was rather cruel to Xie Ningyuan.
But she had to go alone, which meant she had to force one of them to give her their approval first.
And undoubtedly, the most suitable person for this was Xie Ningyuan, the one closest to her.
If he was the first to agree and something happened to her, Xie Ningyuan would undoubtedly be the one to bear the brunt of everyone else's anger.
But she knew Xie Ningyuan would agree.
Sure enough, Xie Ningyuan stared into her eyes for a long moment before finally, slowly, nodding his head.
"...Go do what you feel you must."
His voice was low and somewhat hoarse, and Lu Sangjiu could feel the torment in his heart as he spoke those words.
He had already lost his master and the Abbot, the two people closest to him. He had watched helplessly as countless sect members died before his eyes, and the sect where he had grown up had changed completely overnight.
He was already in so much pain.
