"No! It's not true!"
Fu Yun yelled back, cold sweat instantly forming on her forehead. Her limbs went numb and stiff, and her head buzzed incessantly. "Who said it? Is it her? Is she lying to you again?"
Saying this, she glared furiously at Qiao Yun.
Qiao Yun blinked, refusing to take the blame. In a calm voice, she replied, "If you don't want people to find out, then you shouldn't have done it in the first place."
Fu Yun pressed her lips tightly together and stayed silent.
Pei Ya's eyes were bloodshot. "You think I haven't investigated you?"
Fu Yun opened her mouth, immediately recalling what Huo Yaozong had mentioned to her earlier—that Pei Ya was digging into her. It turned out to be true.
She collapsed weakly into a chair, looking fragile and defeated.
"I know everything you've done. I just didn't expect you'd make a move before I did."
Pei Ya looked both furious and powerless.
