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7.12

After saying those words, Chi Zhao's expression became uglier than Lin Changfeng's.

He hadn't intended on saying something like that but before he could react, he had already blurted those words out.

Chi Zhao quickly lowered his head and looked down at the ground in shame. Lin Changfeng didn't respond to him. With his head lowered, Chi Zhao couldn't see his face and could only see the hem of his moon-white robe hanging motionlessly over the ground. Chi Zhao didn't know what Lin Changfeng's current mood was. He was afraid to see his hurt expression, but he was also afraid of seeing him looking indifferent.

He closed his eyes and took a couple of deep breaths. Once he was able to calm himself down, he spoke up again.

"Lin Changfeng."

He didn't call him senior brother. This was his first time calling him by his name.

After getting himself mentally prepared, Chi Zhao finally raised his head. He looked at the elegant man standing before him and looked at his pair of dark eyes. Chi Zhao opened his mouth.

He wanted to say something but he found that his vocal cords were very tight so he could only shut his mouth again. Seemingly finding it awkward like this, he tugged at the corners of his lips to reveal a gentle but also distressing smile.

"Lin Changfeng, I don't have much time left."

This time, Chi Zhao saw obvious changes on Lin Changfeng's face. He was taken aback for a moment and then he quickly grabbed hold of Chi Zhao's wrist. He sent his spiritual power through his body and at the same time, without asking, he used his divine senses to check him inside and out. The grip on Chi Zhao's wrist grew stronger to the point that Chi Zhao felt some pain. His wrist very quickly turned red, but he only pursed his lips and didn't make any attempt to break free.

Lin Changfeng thought he had discovered something wrong with his body but after some investigation, he found nothing. Lin Changfeng frowned, and his eyes continued to scrutinise Chi Zhao's face, "What do you mean you don't have much time left? What do you mean by that?"

Chi Zhao turned his head to sort out his emotions before turning back and saying naturally, "I am a Yin spiritual root and Yin spiritual roots don't live long. Don't you already know this?"

No one wanted to live a short life, let alone a life that was short because it was destined to be short, not because of other external factors.

Hearing him say that he wouldn't live long with such a calm tone, Lin Changfeng felt like his heart was pierced by a long needle. Chi Zhao moved his wrist. Lin Changfeng didn't respond at first but when he finally reacted, instead of letting go, he grasped his wrist even more tightly.

Chi Zhao raised his eyes in surprise. Lin Changfeng looked at his eyes and said sternly, "No."

Chi Zhao was puzzled.

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Lin Changfeng: "As long as you don't develop an inner demon, you won't have anything happen to you and can live for a long time."

Inner demon?

Chi Zhao suddenly remembered that when he first met Lin Changfeng, the other party had asked him if he would ever experience qi deviation and go mad. Chi Zhao's answer at the time was without any hesitation but now he had slapped himself in the face.

Chi Zhao laughed self-deprecatingly, "Yes, nothing will happen if I don't develop an inner demon, but how are you so certain that I won't develop an inner demon?"

Lin Changfeng was startled.

Chi Zhao felt that it wasn't enough. He lowered the corners of his lips and continued, "I used to say that I wouldn't develop one because I had confidence in myself. I was confident that I could make you like me and want to seriously be with me, but now I've realised that I have been too arrogant."