Xie Jinbai raised his hand and wiped his face, his crimson eyes fixed on the strangely dressed girl before him. "Can you really be resurrected?"
His gaze was piercing and overwhelmingly intense.
Under such a gaze, any hint of guilt on her face would have been impossible to hide.
Yet, Cui Lingyao wasn't lying to him.
She nodded without the slightest hesitation. "I can."
'The system is awake now. It would never just stand by and watch me die.'
This was the source of her confidence.
Xie Jinbai narrowed his eyes, as if trying to discern the truth in her words, completely ignoring the wound that was still bleeding on his chest.
But Cui Lingyao couldn't wait. She stomped her foot in frustration. "I'm begging you, can you please call someone to bandage your wound?"
'What a stubborn girl. In all their years together, he had always been the one to yield first.'
This was the very first time Xie Jinbai had ever seen her back down.
And it was for his sake.
