"Why fight anymore, when it's already come to this, what's there left to fight for!"
Old Cheng didn't speak, just silently turned his head to one side.
He had already felt a measure of guilt towards Qin Yi and had no heart to confront him. Now that he had an excuse, naturally, he didn't wish to make another move.
"That's better."
Qin Yi, holding his chest, coughed twice, then silently took Su Pan'er's hand. "Let's go!" he said, and staggered out.
"Wait, don't go!——"
Mrs. Ning, who was clutching her head and wailing in pain, suddenly spoke up, stopping the two who were about to leave.
"Don't go, child, don't go! Don't leave!"
She suddenly pushed Ning Wenxuan, who was holding her, and chased after Qin Yi.
"Let go!"
Qin Yi did not look back at her, trying to shake off her grip. But she persistently came forward again and again, grabbing Qin Yi's arm.
