The sage was determined to die.

When things go smoothly to a certain extent, people will instinctively feel a sense of crisis.

For example, Ji Bai was chatting with someone while wearing a pseudonym one second, and then suddenly suffered from angina the next.

However, as a man with an extremely high pain tolerance, even during a sudden bout of angina, he maintained basic control of his facial features and prevented them from flying off.

Ji Bai slowly covered his chest with one hand, and his breathing slowed down.

He took a slow breath, feeling as if his heart was about to explode and be reassembled.

What happened?

Ji Bai broke out in a cold sweat, but his brain was racing as he pondered the problem.

Is it that the heart can't handle so many hearts, or has someone done something?

He wasn't afraid of death, but dying now would be too unnoticed.

Seeing Ji Bai's face growing paler and paler, the passerby across from him couldn't help but ask with concern, "Brother Yan, do you perhaps have some hidden illness?"

"It's alright."

Ji Bai straightened up after a while. Although his face was pale, he had recovered a lot.

"But when I think about how well I'm doing now while my fellow countrymen are still living in hardship, I feel a little guilty."

Passersby stared at Ji Bai's ragged body, speechless with shock. They never expected that a perfectly healthy person would suddenly do such a thing.

"So, I have to go back and see them," Ji Bai said thoughtfully.

"Okay..." Remembering the method Ji Bai had just given him, the passerby did not stop him.

……

Ji Bai practically ran like the wind on his way back.

Fortunately, with the Sky Eye Map, he wasn't worried about getting lost or not being able to find anyone.

Until they saw Yan Ming and Gongsun Yang leading a few scattered people, it must be said that these two looked exceptionally neat and had rosy complexions compared to Ji Bai's specially fabricated famine-fleeing attire.

Yan Ming looked at Ji Bai, clearly somewhat surprised: "You're back so soon? I thought you were going to die out there."

Ji Bai, however, looked serious and asked, "Did any of you feel anything was off about yourselves before?"

The two exchanged a glance and then shook their heads.

Ji Bai didn't completely hide it at this point, and instead asked, "I just had a sudden sharp pain in my chest, and I suspect there's something wrong with that method. Didn't either of you feel anything?"

Hearing this, Gongsun Yang replied very seriously, "I have some too. I originally thought it was just my imagination..."

Ji Bai frowned slightly: "Is it serious?"

Gongsun Yang said, "It's not serious, the pain is very mild."

He paused, then gave a more specific example: "It's about the same level of pain as chopping off a little finger."

Hearing this, Ji Bai nodded: "Then it's indeed not that serious."

Yan Ming was completely confused. He looked at the two of them and said, "What are you talking about? I didn't feel anything at all."

Having obtained the answer he wanted, Ji Bai felt little sense of relief.

He looked at Yan Ming and said perfunctorily, "It's probably because you're relatively weak. Some pain is destined to be borne by the strong."

Yan Ming: "%……&&"

It has to be said that every time Yan Ming, a man who considers himself a noble young master, hears Ji Bai talking nonsense in a serious manner, he always manages to utter some pleasant-sounding swear words.

However, it is clear that Gongsun Yang does not think so.

"Did something happen?"