"I would be relieved that it's not you who died."
"I know," Mo Shangjun replied.
That's why he took the time to rush over despite being so busy.
Peng Yuqiu said they were very busy, extremely busy.
Ya Tianxing continued, "If you died, I would hate Zheng Cun. This has nothing to do with you, but because of him, I would lose you."
Mo Shangjun was silent for a moment, then responded, "Hmm."
"But if you had another chance to choose, would you still charge forward?"
"Yes."
"You never seem to care about your own life."
"Hmm."
"Why? You know you're important."
"Yes, I'm important," Mo Shangjun said softly, paused for a moment, then looked seriously at Ya Tianxing and asked, "If it were me and a group of people you had to protect, who would you choose?"
Ya Tianxing was slightly taken aback.
He patted Mo Shangjun's head, "You always think about questions that have no answer."
After a moment's pause, Mo Shangjun suddenly smiled, "Maybe."
