"You—" Mu Guo grabbed her neck.
Mu Ci and Bei Shuo hurriedly stepped forward and pulled them away.
"An Ya isn't dead." Bei Shuo supported Lin Jun.
Lin Jun, who was coughing violently from suffocation, was stunned.
Mu Guo was also stunned. "What did you say?"
Bei Shuo looked at Lin Jun. "You knew about Mu Yao's condition long ago. That's why you used An Yao's blood to treat Mu Yao's illness while studying her and letting her test the medicine, right?"
"An Ya. Is she really in your hands? Did she give you the bracelet that Mu Ci held?" Lin Jun didn't answer her question.
Bei Shuo looked at her without saying anything.
Lin Jun chuckled softly. "Do you believe in retribution?"
Bei Shuo nodded gently. "I didn't believe it in the past. Now that I look at you, I believe it."
