Wen Xiao'ai was shocked and looked at the man in disbelief.
Just now, she was also preparing to transfer the corpse poison from Jun Moyan's body to her own.
But she wasn't very confident, unsure if she could succeed, and might even accidentally harm Jun Moyan. Even if she successfully transferred the corpse poison to herself, she wouldn't be able to cure it.
Does he even know what he's doing?
Is he trying to die for Jun Moyan?
"Do you know what you're doing?" Wen Xiao'ai couldn't help but ask.
She really, really wanted to save Jun Moyan. If this person was a villain, she wouldn't stop a villain looking for death. But he...
"I know."
"Do you want to transfer the corpse poison to yourself?"
"Yeah."
"You will die."
The man froze slightly, then looked at Wen Xiao'ai. When he saw the rare worry on Wen Xiao'ai's face, his eyes lit up.
His pale lips curved into a smile: "Are you worried about me?"
"I just don't want to owe you."
"..."
