Yuyin shook her head instantly. She really shouldn't have held out any illusions about someone as scatterbrained as Shen Fei; only she could come up with something like throwing her own body against the barrier.
Ming Yan was a ghost and couldn't possibly die, but they were made of mortal flesh and blood—how could they gamble with their lives?
Utterly speechless, she didn't even want to spare Shen Fei a single glance.
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