"Ahaha, I'm sure she would love to share more, but like she said, she didn't have much of a life to speak of," the Seer began, cutting into the conversation with a sharp, almost mocking tone. "She kind of has some daddy issues and spent all her life trapped inside her room, and that's all there is to it… Isn't that right, Ling Yue?"
His words hung in the air, dodgy and fishy, slicing through any lingering curiosity in the room. The others exchanged glances, their interest in Ling Yue's past effectively snuffed out by the Seer's offhand comment.
Ling Yue's eyes widened slightly, her breath catching as she realized what the Seer was doing. He wasn't just deflecting their questions—he was protecting her in his own twisted way, steering the conversation away from dangerous territory.
