"What kind of help?"
Zhao Wang Lei asked coldly. Though his face was calm, Xi Ying could clearly see the panic and wariness in his every action. This made Xi Ying feel a little amused.
So Zhao Wang Lei was actually wary of him even though he had not shown any signs of being disloyal to him.
'Was it not why he had planned to kill you?' Xi Ying mocked inside his heart.
In fact, Zhao Wang Lei had always been wary of him. It was not only today. Since the day he had shown intelligence like his father, Zhao Wang Lei had been like this. At some point, Xi Ying remembered how his father sometimes used to tell him he had been a good friend of the Emperor.
But he had always used 'had been'.
Xi Ying wondered if Zhao Wang Lei ever considered him as 'the son of his dear friend'.
Putting a full stop to his thoughts, he looked towards the shadow guard who was still inside the room and said to Zhao Wang Lei.
