Liu Qingmei abruptly turned her head to look outside the hall, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.
She had never considered marrying. Gu Tianxing's strength was inferior to her own, and his flippant, irreverent attitude made him someone she would never take seriously. And now, she was supposed to marry him? She'd rather be killed and be done with it.
"It's not just about you marrying him," Liu Xuejun continued. "Even if you were asked to die, you should be prepared to do it! If you don't even have the awareness to make a small self-sacrifice, to face death with courage, how can you consider yourself one of us?"
A commotion suddenly rippled through the crowd. Many people exchanged covert glances and grew restless, seemingly preparing to voice their support for Liu Xuejun.
"Father, every minute we delay puts Red Lotus Valley in greater danger. How many more people have to die?" Liu Xuejun stood up, pleading earnestly with an elder seated at the head of the room.
