"Master Yan, I know you mean well for me, but I truly cannot lose Mo Chou!"
"Without her!"
"It would be worse than death!"
"Please forgive me, Master Yan!"
After some thought, Scholar Cui finally bowed deeply with utmost seriousness, resolved as if ready to embrace death.
"You this!"
"You this!"
Yan Chixia did not expect that Scholar Cui would make such a decision and could not help but get extremely angry, his voice trembling.
Not just him!
Yan Shier was also utterly dumbfounded; they never thought that Scholar Cui would be willing to give up his life for Mo Chou. No matter how he thought about it, it seemed not worth it; however, the seamstress girl next to him got excited, her cheeks flushed, and she subconsciously glanced at Yan Shier as if to say, look at him…
"This!"
"This!"
