Su Ying sneered. "You made it sound simple. If things were that easy, I wouldn't have suffered all along the way. Tell the First Prince he can send someone to pick me up immediately, or I won't do this anymore."
Su Ying didn't give him a chance to speak and turned to leave.
By the appearance of this person, Su Ying deducted that Xiao Jue hadn't given up her as a chest piece. But because of her missing memory, she couldn't recall what Xiao Jue wanted her to do. Nevertheless, she knew that this matter must have something to do with Xiao Jin.
But Xiao Jin was a half-dead exile. What could Xiao Jue want from him?
The man's face darkened as he watched Su Ying leave. "Why does this idiot look so different?" In the past, as long as they mentioned the First Prince, she would be like a fool, willing to do anything. But today, she did not show the slightest reaction at the mention of the Frist Prince.
