Chi Xingye gritted her teeth and growled, "Helian Chengyan, this is between us, don't involve anyone else! Let him go! Let him go now!"
Helian Chengyan turned his sharp red eyes on her, watching as she still clung tight to Zuo Yijue's body.
Her excessive intimacy, care, and importance given to another man stirred gnawing jealousy in the depth of his eyes.
Yet, his voice grew more indifferent, "This man indeed has nothing to do with our matters! However, he committed such a monstrous crime, he deserves the death penalty! Why should I release him!"
He said matter-of-factly.
The fingers of Chi Xingye's clenched fist had gone white, devoid of any trace of blood.
Helian Chengyan continued, "Even if I let him go, can he walk now?!"
His reminder jarrs her.
Chi Xingye felt fear creep into her heart, "Brother Yijue, wake up, don't sleep..."
She pushed Zuo Yijue for a moment, but there was no response at all.
