Gong Juechen laughed and said, "Didn't you say before that if I kept being offensive and overboard, you'd stop associating with me? I didn't want to lose you and Changyi as friends, so I really tried to control myself, to not always make sharp remarks, and to not do everything too excessively. But now, we may die here in Nanshen City. Why should I still restrain myself? Of course, I have to enjoy myself while I can~"
An Jing continued to glare at him, "Is your happiness built on other people's misery?"
Gong Juechen actually admitted it, "I suppose so."
An Jing was too lazy to talk to Gong Juechen any further, but still spoke up, "We are entrusting the plague matter to you. Whether you can cure it or not, we won't blame you. We are actually very grateful that you've come with us, and we feel sorry for you. If you contract the plague and die here, one could say, we'd have caused your death."
