The undertones of his words carried a subtle warning.
Yet, Yan Bihan acted as if he didn't grasp it and said with a cheshire grin, "Indeed, but given the injuries I've sustained, you should take some responsibility. After all, no matter what the outside world is saying, you know better how I sustained these injuries. Don't you?"
"Heh."
Julissa looked at Yan Bihan, surprised at his lack of guilt.
Yan Bihan continued jovially, "You haven't even visited me once. I fear your conscience might be bugging you, so I made a special visit to provide you an opportunity to redeem yourself."
Julissa was left speechless, "You really do have a thicker skin than my husband."
Just returned, Caught red-handed in her complaining, Julissa was unashamed, smilingly towards Cerillo, "You're back?"
Cerillo merely grunted in reply, making it clear he was in no mood to entertain her.
As he entered, he noticed Yan Bihan and raised an eyebrow, "What's brought Mr. Yan over?"
