Am I... going to die?
Quan Chengying felt a complete blur before his eyes, unable to feel any temperature at all—he knew that the flames of the gods could destroy everything, and his sense of touch was utterly destroyed in that instant.
He could no longer feel anything around him; all he knew was that his internal organs were rotting—he was going to die.
He didn't want to die at all; he still had so many things to do.
He hadn't yet had the chance to grow into the guardian of the Holy Glory Empire and protect its people.
He hadn't yet had the chance to grow into the pride of Princess Quan and repay her for her guidance.
He hadn't even had a chance to express his feelings to that person.
He was always rejecting that person.
He used to think that the person was important to him because of friendship, like a brother.
So when that person said he liked him, his first reaction was that it was impossible.
This shattered all his preconceived notions.
This made him feel like he was being played.
If he likes him, when did it start?
Did it begin when he stood up for him, or when he reached out to him and helped him up?
Quan Chengying was filled with fear and dread about this relationship.
He was certain that person was important to him, but he didn't dare to accept the relationship.
Now, he is about to die.
He then realized something—he didn't care whether the person approached him with ulterior motives; he was just afraid.
He was afraid that this relationship would disrupt the status quo and that he might lose that person.
He did not dislike this relationship.
But he no longer has the capacity to accept this feeling.
But does he regret it?
Do you regret saving that child?
That child who had absolutely no relation to him.
He was about to die to save that child. Did he regret it?
In the past, Quan Chengying would have said he regretted it, but it was just a momentary impulse.
But things are different now.
He has no regrets, not even if it means losing his life.
Because this world needs good people.
Whether it's Han Yin who stepped forward, Quan Chengying who fought for the people, or Quan Ji who shouldered the responsibilities of a great nation.
The world needs all kinds of good people.
Because he loves the warmth in this world so much.
Because he will never forget that in the past, there was a pushover who was beaten, scolded, and wantonly humiliated, and could only endure it indifferently.
"I want to see more of this world."
...
The moment Quan Chengying's breath caught in his throat, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and the tears in his eyes remained frozen, unable to fall.
Han Yin held him, his whole body trembling, his pupils suddenly shrinking, and everything seemed so quiet.
“Cheng Ying”.
"Cheng Ying?"
“Cheng Ying…”
"Please don't sleep."
"Wake up, look at me, okay... just look at me one more time, okay?"
However, no one replied to him.
It's very quiet around here.
Is it quiet?
No, it's just that his brain automatically filtered out people's impatient voices, filtered out the gods' mocking voices, filtered out the children's cries, filtered out everything.
Only a few words remained in his mind.
—Ah Ying, I will never look at him again.
In that instant, even Han Yin's blood felt cold.
Silence, absolute silence—!
A terrifying energy gathered together like the eye of a storm, condensing on the body of the desperate boy.
The flames were extinguished by the sudden blizzard.
The hellish heat, in the blink of an eye, turned into a thousand miles of ice.
Han Yin silently put the boy down, his whole body glowing with a faint blue light.
In that instant, a cold storm swept across the entire Noah continent.
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