Under Lin Yi's gaze, the man holding the Nine-toothed Nail Rake suddenly spoke:
'Chang'er, I must go.'
The woman, hearing this, suddenly cried out in anguish:
'We are no match for them at all, let's leave.'
'Let's leave here together.'
'Let's find a place outside where no one knows us and live an ordinary life, shall we?'
But in the face of the woman's pleading, the man firmly pushed her away and resolutely said:
'No!'
But when the man saw the woman's tear-streaked face, the anger that was about to erupt froze on his face.
Soon, the anger on the man's face turned gentle, and he said:
'Chang'er.'
'Some things are not as simple as we think.'
'You know if I leave now.'
'What will happen to the hundred thousand celestial soldiers I command?'
'Who will defend the Celestial Clan against foreign invaders? Hng!'
Then the man's emotions became somewhat agitated:
