Yu Siqiao laughed hoarsely upon hearing this.
Collapsed?
She'd always been so healthy. How could she just faint so suddenly?
That woman, she'd always cherished herself.
Yu Siqiao felt nearly swallowed by a heatwave, and the brief reasoning that had returned due to the pain in his arm seemed to burn away in anger in that instant.
"She's too scared to face me, isn't she?" he roared, every word seeming to drain all his strength, his voice rough with a desperate low tone.
Ji Ren and the others had been with Princess Mo for a long time and were not unfamiliar with Yu Siqiao.
But this was the first time they had seen Yu Siqiao like this.
Such unprecedented anger.
Yu Siqiao stumbled as he walked, but after just a few steps, his body began to soften.
A strained voice emerged from his throat.
Ji Biao and the others, having seen much of the world, realized something was wrong when they saw Young Master Yu like this.
