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Feng Chengxuan looked at Zhai Yiqi without responding, thinking he still wanted to greedily seek more promises. His expression changed slightly. In his view, no matter how powerful the Zhai Family was, in Dream Nation, even the largest families had to bow their heads before royal personnel, even if it was just for show. Therefore, Zhai Yiqi was merely an inconspicuous member of a prominent family in his eyes; being able to enter the Millennium Ruins was already a tremendous fortune for him, yet he still wanted to covet more things that did not belong to him.
The rumbling sound behind them grew increasingly dense, indicating that the number of boulders was increasing. Although Feng Chengxuan felt disdain, he gritted his teeth and offered generous terms again, thinking that this time he would surely not be refused.
After hearing what he called "tremendous benefits," Zhai Yiqi only sneered inwardly. He did not care about those at all; moreover, everything Feng Chengxuan promised was for the Zhai Family, not for him. Now he was expected to use his life to block the boulders coming from behind, while all the benefits would go to the family that had "nurtured" him. Besides sneering, he truly did not know what else he could do.
"Crown Prince, it's better to focus on escaping." Zhai Yiqi's meaning couldn't be clearer; instead of wasting energy thinking about these conditions, it would be better to conserve strength and escape well—perhaps there would still be a glimmer of hope. He would never sacrifice himself for the family based on unrealistic fantasies.
As for everything happening in the Millennium Ruins, not to mention what would happen if people from the family found out later; whether they could safely get out was already a question. So worrying about being rejected by the family after getting out was premature. Moreover, when necessary, dead people were truly the ones who could keep secrets.
Zhai Yiqi was not a ruthless person, but he was someone who would stop at nothing. If his personal interests were not infringed upon, he wouldn’t act recklessly like some young masters from high-status families. However, once his interests were touched upon, then sorry—no matter who you were, he would never easily compromise.
Feng Chengxuan was raised by the royal family; his words couldn't be clearer—he feared he wouldn’t be able to find anyone willing to "voluntarily" sacrifice themselves for the family. He secretly spat in disdain; indeed, side branches lacked any sense of family honor—no wonder the direct line looked down on them.
The two did not reach an agreement on terms. However, at this moment, both sides knew it wasn't a time for quarreling over conditions; they needed to find a way to escape their current predicament first before discussing future possibilities. Thus, they continued to support each other as if nothing had happened.
The air in the tunnel became increasingly thin. To conserve energy, they no longer engaged in excessive conversation. Therefore, throughout the tunnel, apart from the rumbling of rolling boulders, there were only their heavy footsteps and breathing sounds.
Huff, huff...
"I can't hold on any longer." At this point, Feng Chengxuan still thought about how This Prince should be acting; however, he barely had the strength left to say a few more words. Originally, he had brought some pills to replenish Mysterious Energy and stamina with him; unfortunately, he had underestimated the mechanisms within the Millennium Ruins and had wasted them early on. Now he felt like crying but had no tears left.
Zhai Yiqi had already exhausted himself. Yet, he continued to move forward step by step, even bearing a significant part of Feng Chengxuan's weight. Seeing that Feng Chengxuan was truly struggling, Zhai Yiqi decided to be straightforward and asked him, "Crown Prince, if you really can't go on, then don't blame me for leaving first."
Feng Chengxuan clearly did not expect such directness. He knew that up until now, Zhai Yiqi had done nothing wrong by him. However, upon hearing that Zhai Yiqi wanted to abandon him and leave alone, a surge of anger ignited within him. He exclaimed, "How dare you!"
This was a question born from rage; Feng Chengxuan was losing his composure. At this point, Zhai Yiqi's priority was survival. As for the royal family, if he lost his life, what was there left to discuss? Everything would be in vain. Zhai Yiqi had anticipated that Feng Chengxuan would be furious. He loosened his grip on Feng Chengxuan's arm, allowing him to keep pace with him. If he couldn't keep up, then all he could do was apologize.
"Crown Prince, even couples must part ways in times of great danger; how much more so for someone like me who has only crossed paths with you." He saw no reason to sacrifice anything for Feng Chengxuan and owed him nothing. Thus, Feng Chengxuan's accusations sounded to Zhai Yiqi like the buzzing of a mosquito—utterly meaningless.
After Zhai Yiqi released him, Feng Chengxuan's body sank down. He stumbled and nearly fell to the ground but quickly reached out to steady himself against the stone wall of the tunnel, gritting his teeth as he said, "I never expected that the Zhai family would produce such an ungrateful descendant. If they knew you abandoned a member of the royal family and disregarded your family's interests, what do you think they would do to you?"
By the end of his outburst, Feng Chengxuan was almost shouting in fury. In his rage, he found a bit of strength and managed to move forward a little more.
At this moment, the two were moving one after the other—one pursuing and one being pursued—but both were so exhausted that they could barely lift their legs, resulting in an extremely slow pace. The sound of the massive boulder behind them indicated it was no more than three miles away; they were both struggling like trapped beasts. One even continued to bite at its companion simply because the companion was about to abandon him due to being unable to move.
Zhai Yiqi no longer wished to say another word to him. In his eyes, members of the royal family always carried themselves with an air of superiority as if everyone in the world owed them something. Sweat dripped down from his forehead, and he felt a sharp pain in his eyes; yet he lacked the strength to raise his hand to wipe it away and let the sweat sting his eyes.
"Zhai Yiqi..." Feng Chengxuan remained unwilling to give up; or rather, he did not want to die. If threats failed, then perhaps pleading would work? If he set aside his royal pride and begged this man before him, could he survive?
It must be said that Feng Chengxuan's change of heart came too late because his repeated threats had already planted thoughts of silencing him in Zhai Yiqi's mind.
To Zhai Yiqi, Feng Chengxuan's threats were inconsequential. As long as he died here, who would know that he had abandoned him? Moreover, it wasn't as if he had killed him; it was merely bad luck on Feng Chengxuan's part for triggering a mechanism and ultimately failing to escape from the Millennium Ruins.
Would anyone ever know?
No, no one will ever know.
(To be continued.)
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