Chen Wuji, who would usually wait for Hong Mei's opinion before making a decision, made his bed with the right thing he felt he could do for his sect.
Now only one remained.
All eyes turned to Hong Mei.
She stood there, arms crossed, her lips twisted in an expression of sheer resistance. "Hmph," she scoffed. "Well, aren't you all quick to fall in line? One threat from some unknown force, and suddenly you're all wagging your tails."
Chen Wuji sighed. 'Here it comes.'
He had already guessed that this was going to happen based on her personality. He knew among all of them, Hong Mei had the least chance to join the Empire even if her sect fell apart.
She would fight to the death before asking someone else for help.
Hong Mei glanced at XingJian, who winced slightly at her tone but nodded with quiet understanding.
