"Mr. Nalan, you..." Nalan Shuo volunteering to step forward was something Lou Huixiang had never expected.
"You all draw lots then. No matter who gets the first lot, I will be in front of him." Nalan Shuo's voice was calm and convincing, "Although Xiang Fengchen is not a very good person, his arrangement for this matter is correct. If there is a way to survive tonight, this is the best solution."
"However, I have a condition." Nalan Shuo's tone shifted, "I can be in the first position, but Yang Xiao must be at the very end."
As the only senior in the team who could arm-wrestle with Xiang Fengchen, Nalan Shuo's stance served as a stabilizer. Lou Huixiang and Chang Chuchu might not believe Xiang Fengchen, but they did not doubt that Nalan Shuo was willing to sacrifice himself for this plan.
"Senior Nalan is noble. Let's do as you say!" Lou Huixiang gave Nalan Shuo a solemn bow, then immediately went to prepare for drawing lots.