Upon seeing Qin Youxuan, Dan Hanjie's gaze shifted slightly, just for a moment, before regaining its usual composure.
He pretended not to notice her, his steps leading him towards the door.
Taking the suit jacket Yao handed him, he donned it. It masked the blood and filth on his body, his bewitching face exuding cold arrogance that deterred anyone from approaching him…
Just like the first time she saw him.
Standing amidst the crowd, he was like an emperor, looking down upon those around him scornfully, as though they were mere ants he could crush with ease.
But he never used to look at her in such a way.
A pang of panic hit Qin Youxuan as she reached out to grab his arm, "Dan Hanjie, what you saw wasn't real. It was all an illusion created by Wu Qing. I didn't betray you..."
A strong hand suddenly seized her mouth, squeezing it tightly.
Qin Youxuan's mouth was forced out of shape under the pressure, making it impossible for her to speak.
