The atmosphere in the hall was so tense it felt suffocating.
Ye Wu stared at Gu Zichen, asking him word by word, "Gu Zichen, are you sending me to my death?!"
Her voice carried a hint of sarcasm but was filled more with despair.
Gu Zichen was about to speak.
"You know perfectly well that I'm the spy from the base. You know perfectly well that Ai Qing absolutely cannot tolerate betrayal, especially since I nearly crippled his hand when I left originally. And now you want me to go back?!" Ye Wu sneered, her laughter cold and sharp. "If you loathe me so much, you could just tell me outright to get lost. There's no need for vague attempts to drive me away. Isn't it because I'm interfering in your relationship with Qiao Xiguan?! I know I, Ye Wu, am nothing in your world now. You probably wish I'd disappear from your sight entirely. Looking at me irritates you, doesn't it?!"
