"You are overthinking it."
Feng Wuyin smiled and said, "I am considering your well-being. As long as you can pass the hundred-meter mark, you will not have to act as cannon fodder anymore. I only want you to be relieved sooner."
Although he was smiling, that smile carried a sense of lofty arrogance, leaving no room for questioning or resistance.
"You!"
Zhu Ximen's face was grim. He was furious at Feng Wuyin's shamelessness.
To be able to turn forced threats into such high-sounding words, this Feng Wuyin was truly despicable.
"Let us go."
Li Yun's expression was calm, showing no dissatisfaction at all. He shook his head and whispered, "Now is not the time to fall out with him."
Li Yun kept his voice very low, audible only to Zhu Ximen. After speaking, he walked forward with a calm expression, seeming completely resigned to being cannon fodder.
"Alright."
Behind Li Yun, Zhu Ximen's expression flickered several times.
