Caught between a rock and a hard place—that probably described Tao Jiayun's state of mind at this very moment.
"If you leave now, you go home to starve. Not just you, but your mother, your wife, your children—they'll all starve. They're at home waiting for you to bring back food. Are you really going back empty-handed? Can you face them?"
A clear voice cut through the wavering crowd.
It was, of course, Tang Mo's voice. Everyone had come this far; how could she not give them a little push?
'That's right… When I left, my wife and kids were so happy. How can I go back and face them empty-handed?'
'Watching the people you love die right in front of you… that seems even crueler than not living to see another day yourself.'
The scales in everyone's hearts tipped once more. The backward steps halted, and they gripped their weapons tighter.
"They're just a little stronger, that's all! Don't be afraid! This is it—it's all or nothing!"
