It was still early in the morning, and the sky remained slightly dark. Pei Yu stood in the sparse sunlight with his face hidden in the half-light, he slightly turned his head away, as if he didn't want to look at Shen Zhiyi. His lips were pressed so tightly they turned white. When he spoke again, his attitude was cold and mocking, "Why does a man like Huo Heng need you to save him? Shen Zhiyi, even if you like him that much, you shouldn't bet your life on it. Or is it that you value Huo Heng more than your own life?"
Each sentence was a question, but after asking, he didn't wait for Shen Zhiyi to reply, he took a deep breath and turned to leave.
"Mr. Pei——"
He still didn't stop.
"Pei Yu!"
He finally stopped. Pei Yu laughed self-mockingly as he cast his eyes downward, but he couldn't quite lift the corners of his lips.
