"Kid, I heard you stayed behind voluntarily?"
The veteran glanced at Bai Xi, who was currently as black as coal, before his gaze landed on the heavily greased crossbow. He inwardly grumbled about Xu Feng, "This kid knows absolutely nothing about crossbow maintenance. Look how ruined this thing is."
"Yeah," Bai Xi replied. If not everyone, at least half the people in Pingyang Pass knew about this by now.
"Why are you so eager to throw your life away?" He casually fished a soft cloth from his chest pocket and gently wiped the crossbow. "We're living on borrowed time here, doing everything we can to find a way out. But you! You eagerly threw yourself right into the fire, and now you can't leave even if you want to."
Bai Xi didn't know what to say. She could hear the helplessness and pity in the veteran's voice.
