Both went silent. Shen Yi sank into his thoughts quickly, his mind working fast to process everything Jiang Qi had just told him But instead of clarity, he found himself buried under more questions, his head filled with a tangle of confusion and uneasiness that refused to fade. He had undergone strict training, and if there was one thing that training had taught him, it was that nothing was ever as simple as it seemed; when things looked too neat on the surface, that was when they were most dangerous. It felt as though someone was pressing the play button on his life and deciding what scenes to show him, what to hide, and the hand behind it could only belong to either his uncle or Jiang Qi.
And only way to escape this mess was to get his memory back, and until then, he was stuck in the middle of a game he didn't understand.
