Chapter 865: Chapter 865
He shouldn’t have left him alone at the bar yesterday, he should have snapped him out of it, dragged him home and locked him in the room, he shouldn’t have condoned his irrational behavior. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel⚑fire.net
Why did he leave him there, why didn’t he take him along, why...
Self-blame and guilt spread through Jun Moyan’s chest, making him unable to face Shangguan Yu at this moment.
Jun Moyan moved his numb legs that were nearly losing sensation, then slowly turned around and walked towards the door, step by clumsy step, just like when he came in...
Wen Xiao’ai looked at Jun Moyan, who seemed unable to walk, like he had lost his soul, and felt increasingly upset.
She watched Jun Moyan slowly walk past her, then glanced at Shangguan Yu on the operating table but didn’t follow Jun Moyan out...
Jun Moyan left the operating room but couldn’t escape the suffocation and grief brought by Shangguan Yu’s death, not even the oppressive atmosphere inside the room.
Jun Moyan leaned against the wall, slowly sat down on the nearby resting chair, collapsing into it motionless.
Sorrow and pain enveloped him completely.
Wen Xiao’ai withdrew her gaze from the operating room door and turned to look at Shangguan Yu on the operating table.
Wen Xiao’ai pursed her lips, then walked forward and directly reached out to lift the white cloth covering Shangguan Yu’s body.
Looking at Shangguan Yu, with closed eyes and an aura of death, Wen Xiao’ai felt indescribably uncomfortable.
Although Shangguan Yu had spoken ill of her and often angered Jun Moyan, she didn’t dislike him at all.
He was actually a very good person, both to Jun Moyan and to her.
Shangguan Yu’s mom and dad were also particularly good to them.
The little bell on her wrist trembled slightly, and a trace of a white phantom appeared.
The bun looked at Wen Xiao’ai, then turned towards Shangguan Yu.
"Sister, do you want to save him?" Although it was a question, it was more of a certainty.
"It’s not a want, it’s a must. If he dies, Jun Moyan will be very sad. I don’t want him to die, I don’t want Jun Moyan to be heartbroken."
"Saving the dead, this is defying fate." Bun was somewhat worried.
Even ignoring whether Wen Xiao’ai had the ability to bring someone back to life, if the Netherworld King found out, she would be punished with a shortened lifespan.
"I’m saving a good person."
"The Netherworld King doesn’t care whether you save good or bad people, disrupting the Ghost Messenger’s job and interfering with the rules of the Book of Life and Death could result in, at best, a shortened lifespan and, at worst, heavenly tribulation punishment."
"He dares!" Wen Xiao’ai’s little princess temper flared, showing no regard for anyone. After a pause, she added, "Anyway, I’ve lived long; losing a few dozen years doesn’t matter."
"Sister, life and death are destined; everyone will die sooner or later. He can still reincarnate in the Netherworld. You don’t need to take risks for him..."
He was terrified of the Netherworld King, this fear stemmed from the depths of his soul, forcing him to stop Wen Xiao’ai from making mistakes and taking risks.
"It’s not that serious; there are thousands upon thousands of ghosts in the Netherworld, and countless new ghosts report there every day. Missing one won’t be noticed, and at worst, I’ll have Clan Leader Grandma plead with the Netherworld King. He’ll give her face. Anyway, I want to save him; I don’t want Jun Moyan to be sad and painful."
Wen Xiao’ai didn’t want to say much more; she had already decided to save him.
Seeing that Wen Xiao’ai was determined, Bun knew there was no use in saying more, so he just followed her heart.
"He hasn’t been dead long, his soul fragment hasn’t left the body yet. In another half incense stick’s time, the Ghost Messenger will come to claim his soul."