Hearing Lu Qing's firm words, Qin Tian's heart inexplicably stirred.
Was this the lingering farewell of lovers facing death?
"Don't worry, Sister Qing, I won't let you die for love," Qin Tian said with a comforting smile as he looked at her.
"You, you're still in the mood to joke at a time like this?"
Hearing Qin Tian's joke, Lu Qing was a bit speechless, caught between laughing and crying.
But then she thought, hadn't Qin Tian always acted with such unaffected ease in the face of danger before? And each time, it seemed to end perfectly in the end.
What about this time?
Even though the danger this time was far greater than all the previous times combined, seeing Qin Tian's nonchalant expression somehow settled her down.
She believed in Qin Tian, believed in him wholeheartedly.
"Your first choice is a dead end," Qin Tian said with a light smile.
Qiao Zhicheng sneered, "You have a second choice."