Qin Yin's eyes narrowed as he assessed the girl before him, the more he looked, the more a sense of familiarity washed over him. However, Lan Jin had intentionally altered her voice, preventing him from recognizing her, her tone harboring a hint of coldness and unruliness, "Even my people you wish to harm?"
Qin Yin eyed her suspiciously, "Are you really Emperor J? Is Rong Zhuo yours?"
Lan Jin glanced at Rong Zhuo, their eyes met, and she nodded, her tone leaving no room for discussion, "Of course."
"But he tried to kill me." Qin Yin's voice was cold and deep, and it seemed as though flames of anger were about to burst forth from his dark, deep-set eyes.
"That's because you left me to die when I was being pursued by assassins, fully aware that my life was in danger. Despite my contributions to the Nine Provinces, this is how you repay my kindness with ingratitude?"
