After a long time, Jiang Xi said stiffly with a gloomy expression, "Since you've heard everything, I don't need to say anything else.
I don't need to say more. "
"…"
"Go and make arrangements for your funeral according to the rules of the Peak of Life and Death," Jiang Xi turned his eyes away. He didn't even want to look at Xue Meng anymore. "Your mother left me here.
I'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain. "
Xue Meng moved, but it was just a meaningless movement.