Gu Qingcheng stared at Huo Sicheng in shock.
"You... You..."
Huo Sicheng frowned and asked in a low voice, "What about me?"
"What did you mean by that?" Gu Qingcheng asked.
"I told you to cherish your life!" Huo Sicheng gritted his teeth and warned Gu Qingcheng, "Don't you understand? Life! Your life is more important than the evidence!"
"No." Gu Qingcheng shook her head. "What did you mean when you said you wouldn't collect my body if I died again?"
Huo Sicheng's eyes darkened, and his anger subsided a little. "Did I say that?"
Gu Qingcheng nodded solemnly. "Yes, I heard it loud and clear."
"Did I say anything wrong?" Huo Sicheng looked at Gu Qingcheng coldly. "That day at the Peach Lotus Cup, if that glass had been aimed at your head, your head would have been split in half, and you would have died!"
