Shang Yu's cold eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of ferocity appeared between his thick brows, "Her duty is to protect you, not to be protected. The Yan Emperor does not need the useless."
As expected, he knew everything.
Li Qiao pursed her lips, her gaze falling on their clasped hands, unable to look away.
After a few seconds of silence, she looked up at Luoyu, whose expression was inscrutable, her eyes flickering, "Master Yan, don't you feel... that this situation is upside down?"
Shang Yu raised his eyebrow playfully, "What do you mean?"
"Look..." Li Qiao slowly crossed her legs, tilting her chin up towards Luoyu, "Since you placed Luoyu by my side to protect me, doesn't that mean she is now under my management?"
Her words were full of scheming.
Interest sparked in Shang Yu's eyes, and a smile lingered on his lips, his expression indulgent as he watched her, "So?"
