[194] His fate is not for the heavens to arrange!

Yan Ge lay on the ground, watching the man approach Wen Xiangyang's side.

With each step, he thought the man was going to fall over. But the man continued to walk up to Wen Xiangyang, knelt down, picked him up, and didn't fall, actually managed to lift Wen Xiangyang, despite stumbling a few times, almost falling with both of them.

What kind of willpower was that? Was he even human?

Yan Ge could see the blood drying up on Mu Lingqian's body. Any ordinary person would have probably collapsed by now with no chance of staying conscious, let alone lifting someone like Wen Xiangyang.

Mu Lingqian, carrying Wen Xiangyang, walked towards the exit. He stopped in front of Yan Ge, barely focusing his gaze towards the entrance, and hoarsely said, "Hang on, wait for me to come back."

Mu Lingqian's words left Yan Ge frozen on the spot, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He was almost dying himself, could he really leave with Xiangyang and still come back for him?