Cheng Zhuan looked at his old friend Wu Nianduo, with great reluctance; they had been friends for many years, having gone through many upheavals together. It wasn't easy.
"Old friend, why don't you come with me? You are, after all, part of the Royal Personnel." Cheng Zhuan was very reluctant and began to persuade, "You are a sensible prince, and with your abilities, Emperor Mountain would surely want to recruit you."
Wu Nianduo, upon hearing this, merely smiled and shook his head, "Minister Cheng, I've already decided."
"I won't leave."
Wu Nianduo's next words shocked Cheng Zhuan greatly. Not leaving? Why not?
They had all agreed, to leave one after the other, and now Wu Nianduo decided not to leave.
"Old friend, if you don't leave, you will die," Cheng Zhuan anxiously urged, "You know, Emperor Mountain won't spare Yuanyang Country."
"You must think it through."
