Lu Yanchen's frosty gaze fell onto Shi Guang's face as he continued with a tone that was cold as ice, "I hate people who use me as a tool for killing others!"
Shi Guang's body froze up violently. Even though he was every bit as cold as usual, she could feel his wrath…! Her heart pounded quickly as she pursed her lips, her face turning somewhat pale.
Lu Yanchen had been staring at her the entire time, his razor-sharp gaze causing her heart to rattle.
The tension in the air suddenly turned stale—it was a staleness that brought forth with it an immense pressure. It was clearly less than a single minute, yet, it seemed as though an entire century had passed.
Just as Shi Guang was about to give in to the pressure, Lu Yanchen spun his head around and tossed out yet another sentence, "It wasn't because of you!"
Shi Guang's face blushed in redness. Was he mocking her for her wishful thinking?
