Shang Ruyi's eyes flickered, and she wanted to explain something in a bit of a panic.
But at this moment, her throat was clogged, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, and she hadn't had time to force her voice out of her throat when she heard Yu Wenye say coldly, "Do you think I don't care about you?"
"..."
"Just like in Jiangdu Palace, you think I would disregard your life and death, right?"
"I—"
At this moment, even if she could speak, Shang Ruyi didn't know what she should say.
Just a moment ago, she indeed felt lost, even despairing.
And because she was forced to the brink, she put her entire body and mind, all her energy into grappling with those people. She couldn't conceal the emotions in her eyes in time, so he saw them clearly.
But being asked again now, it was only uncomfortable.
She lowered her head, shifted her gaze, trying to evade this question.
"Talk!"
