Seeing Jiaoshu suddenly speak, Dong Che glanced at her.
"You don't look like a prisoner now," I said.
Xiaoqiao, unaware of Jiaoshu's identity, looked at Jiaoshu unexpectedly and said in surprise, "Prisoner?"
After pondering her words, Jiaoshu said, "I cannot control even my life or death now, but I am still a devout believer in Xuanming, representing Xuanming's face here to some extent. Even if the person is you... No, precisely because the person is you, I must stick to my character even more."
"There's no need to be so tense. I won't do anything to you just because you say a few words. But since you want to speak, go ahead. Why is it impossible?" I asked.
