"So... your pity and mercy now are meaningless."
"You can't help a dead person, but you can help yourself."
Bai Buzheng's throat rasped noisily.
He could no longer speak normally, no matter how hard he tried, he could only produce such a hoarse voice.
"Alright... I've said everything that needed to be said, the next part is very important, and I will only say it once."
Bai Zesheng calmly said, "If you want to die quickly and with dignity... I will give you a dose of 'something good,' and you have one minute of free talk time. Contact him, and you can have a dignified rest."
And if you don't contact... you will receive another kind of 'rest.'
He slowly stood up.
He took out a syringe from his sleeve.
Even a Transcendent who had awakened his abilities was still flesh and blood, life-saving "medicine" could take effect, and so could spirit-stimulating "medicine"... it just varied from person to person in effectiveness.
