Seeing Ziyun speak in such a manner, Zhi Xin's expression revealed a look of understanding, as though he had expected it.
"Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush. If you truly wish to repay me, then take your own life. Once you have done so, all grudges shall be settled."
"Don't joke with me."
"A heartfelt truth."
Ziyun's face turned frosty, and with a cold snort, she disappeared.
After she left, Zhi Xin's furious expression vanished in an instant, replaced by a faint smile: "As I thought, another challenge has emerged. Still trying to use this old man?"
Ever since he realized Ziyun was not the person from back then, Zhi Xin's mindset had already undergone a change.
Even if her appearance was identical, it couldn't evoke any sense of compassion within him.
The rage just now was merely a feigned act to give the other party the illusion that she still had an effect on him.
