Wang Jing was beyond horrified at Wen Jinkai's confession. He dropped his hands, faltered backward, shaking his head in disbelief.
Wang Jing glanced down at his friend, his lips parted out of shock. Wang Jing struggled to ignore the pressing reality that he had said too much.
"I don't believe you," Wang Jing loudly whispered. "You may be the cruelest person I know, but you're not that ruthless."
"You wanted me to play the villain, didn't you?" Wen Jinkai murmured, raising his head.
Wang Jing was surprised by the disheveled look on Wen Jinkai's face.
"I am but a tool that guarantees the safety of the Royal Family."
"No, you're not—"
"Tools have no need for emotions, for love." Wen Jinkai slowly rose to his feet, swaying and looking haggard. He was not the same man who walked in here a few minutes ago.
