"Dongfang!" Shen Li couldn't help but shout out loud, her face marked by panic.
Dongfang's expression seemed to crumble, murmuring to himself, "I would die for my master."
This was not an expression of unyielding loyalty to Huo Siyu but rather a desire to prove something—prove something to the world with his own death.
In her eyes, this emotion was the dumbest; people should live for themselves. Even if one were to die, one should not die for the gaze of others.
"Huff... huff..." Dongfang gasped for breath.
Shen Li's loud cry seemed to snap him back to reality, but the intense emotions that had surged forth were still swirling around in his heart.
From the moment Sister An started speaking, he had been exerting great effort to suppress his emotions, until now when they suddenly erupted, and now, he felt as though he could not control himself.
"Do you feel okay?" Shen Li walked over to Dongfang, wanting to reach out and support him.
