After returning to solitude, I sat in my room, with Little Bowl's previous words lingering in my mind.
In the past, no matter how much I adventured, I generally took responsibility for my own life and death. Although there were battles fought to protect others, if I fell defeated and died, the fates of those I protected would be no better. However, this was the first time someone clearly told me that if I died, they would die with me. Such words brought an extra burden I had never felt before.
Instinctively, I wanted to find an explanation from another perspective that could ease my mind—although after my death, the stronger Mazao and Zhu Shi might also become a shield for Little Bowl, resisting the claw of Xuanming, Little Bowl wanted to achieve a happy ending for both Mazao and Zhu Shi, and I was an indispensable part of that.
