Jun Ning is very discerning; she selects only people with excellent skills and no scars on their bodies.
She picked about twenty people to participate in this mission.
Looking around, the assassins she chose were among the best, capable of protecting her and worthy of trust.
However, Ye Ying was still worried. He personally inspected once more, then added twenty more people and planned to accompany Jun Ning on the journey.
The injuries on his body were severe.
Jun Ning did not want him to go.
But at such a critical moment, Ye Ying knew that if he didn't go, no one would truly be willing to use their life to protect Jun Ning like he would.
For Jun Ning, to die with no regrets, to embrace it willingly.
Therefore, he must go.
"Why must you do this?" Jun Ning sighed.
