Facing Ji Yicheng's grief-stricken questioning, Fu Qian really gave an honest answer.
However, as expected, the truth hurt the most. After hearing it, not only did the listener stare at Fu Qian as if he were an archenemy, but he also started to tremble.
Is that an exaggeration!
Under such intense scrutiny, the brows beneath Fu Qian's mask furrowed.
At a time like this, shouldn't you be ecstatic, thinking 'Yes, I'm worthless, so I told you all the valuable intel in my belly, now will you spare my dog life'?
Is the sense of existence more important than life itself?
"Do you think you have the upper hand and can humiliate me without restraint?"
But Ji Yicheng was indeed a character. Under extreme humiliation and anger, after a shivering fit, he entered a strange calm and said word by word.
"Isn't that so?"
Fu Qian's tone was doubtful.
Even at this point, you're still trying to act all high and mighty.
...
His response once again made Ji Yicheng's breath hitch.
