"Which is precisely why they intend to put a bullet in my head. We already know that much," Wenzhi said smoothly.
The exact second the words left his mouth, Wenzhi felt Xinyuan's entire body lock up against his lap. An icy tremor rippled through the Esper's frame.
Wenzhi hated that reaction... he hated the panic it induced in him but within a few agonizing seconds, Xinyuan forced his muscles to relax again. He remained dead silent, keeping his face buried deeply against Wenzhi's stomach.
"Yes," Pei Luo said, his voice softening with a look of genuine, heavy concern for Wenzhi. "And since you are the only true anchor he has, the only one capable of safely handling his energy and corruption, killing you is the equivalent of cutting the leash off a monster."
Wenzhi let out a low groan, dropping his hand from Xinyuan's hair to press his palm firmly against his own forehead, massaging his temples.
