"Brother Changfeng, I'm willing to die." Dao Jiu said decisively. Before coming to Purgatory, he was already prepared to lose his life here, and with Zhu Lie safeguarding Wang Xiaoyun's future path, he no longer had anything to worry about. Moreover, if he were to die now, Su Changfeng wouldn't need to hesitate any longer.
However, Pangolin did not share Dao Jiu's resolve to face death, thus he was immensely conflicted and hesitant inside, having spent so much effort to escape from Purgatory, he did not want to die now.
"What are you hesitating about? Are you waiting for me to kill you?" Dao Jiu roared angrily at Pangolin.
Pangolin lowered his head, not daring to meet Dao Jiu's eyes. He couldn't express his willingness to die but lacked the courage to say he wanted to live either because he knew his life had no standing compared to Ye Qingtian.
At this moment, Su Changfeng suddenly took out a dagger about an inch long.
