Chu Yihen's eyes darken, stepping in front of her.
"Are you that disgusted by me?"
Jian Qing clenches her fists, her body emanating an aura of aggression.
"Get lost."
"So, you're in a hurry to find Quan Jingwu?" Chu Yihen sneers, "Looking for him to give you the antidote?"
"That's none of your business." Jian Qing grabs his collar, throwing him aside.
Chu Yihen steadies himself and quickly follows after her.
"Jian Qing, tell me, where am I lacking compared to Quan Jingwu? I can give you everything he can, so why is your choice still him?"
Jian Qing, staring at the man blocking her path, has completely lost her patience.
"Chu Yihen, you're nothing compared to Xiaojing. Better leave now, or else don't blame me for being impolite."
Chu Yihen smirks, his eyes glowing sinisterly as he watches her, "Quan Jingwu can help you counteract the aphrodisiac, and so can I."
As he says this, he reaches for her wrist.
