"You mean…"
Zuo Qiu Lanlan understood what was implied, her eyes widening with suspicion. She quickly shook her head.
"That’s impossible. Sima Qin is a man of honor, with a noble character. He’s not that kind of person."
"Maybe he isn’t that kind of person yet, still held back by his conscience. But once he wakes up to the reality, he will surely kill us to silence us. His unparalleled talent, plus those seven strange insects, set against our weak strength…"
Zuo Qiu Baoming said, "If it were you, would you kill someone to silence them? Besides, there’s the Tianyan Knife and the Immortal Soil. Wouldn’t he be tempted by that?"
Zuo Qiu Lanlan thought of something, her expression turning grim.
"If he wins this battle decisively, he will certainly gain a lot of spoils. If he brings us back down the mountain, he might have to share the credit with us. If he kills us directly, it’s just a matter of swinging his blade a few more times."
Zuo Qiu Baoming nodded.
"We cannot go back. Thirty-three Li Mountain is our burial ground."
"Let’s escape now, while there’s still a chance," Zuo Qiu Lanlan suggested.
"We can't escape! Besides, trying to flee at this time might only provoke him into wanting to kill us," Zuo Qiu Baoming replied.