Wen Xishu was slightly taken aback.
Lu Mingxuan's voice clearly grew weaker:
"Before this, all I could ever see were… two endings: either being used by Lord Scorpio, or being used by the New World…"
"I don't hate Lord Scorpio, he gave me a stretch of possibility. He also let me… experience the most brilliant segment of my life as a game."
"Someone like me was supposed to die quietly and unnoticed in the apocalypse, yet I still, like a leader, saved many people."
"So, Lord Scorpio doesn't owe me anything."
"It's just… such a pity that in the end I still couldn't escape the ending of parting with everyone."
"I didn't protect them, I let them be tempted and corrupted one by one."
"I'm sorry… everyone, I'm so sorry…"
Lu Mingxuan seemed to have already fallen into a kind of pre-death mental confusion.
"Wen Xishu… do you think they'll forgive me?" Lu Mingxuan asked.
Wen Xishu nodded, and a quiet sorrow rose in his heart.
"That's good… that's good…"
