Unfortunately, as frantic as she was, a distant remedy could not meet the current urgency.
Ye Lingmin attempted to smile for Qiao Mu when she saw the latter's depressed mood. "Don't be too hard on yourself, Little Junior Sister. I've been looking forward to this day for more than three years.
"This time… cough, cough, cough. I, I can finally rest in peace.
"Now, now when I go to the underworld, I, I will not be ashamed to, to see Master."
"Ye Lingmin, who's allowing you to die? You hold on for me." Qiao Mu shouted, "Don't think you can just die like this! You've done such a horrible thing, you, you must continue atoning for your crime, continue…"
Qiao Mu's words became jumbled.
To her surprise, Ye Lingmin held her hand.
"Little Junior Sister," Ye Lingmin asked softly, "C-Can you forgive me?"
Qiao Mu pressed her lips together tightly without a word.
