Ah Dao glanced at him and said, "I've been overthinking."
Li Wenli saw Ah Dao's expression that said "I don't believe it, but I'll pretend I do," and chuckled as he patted his shoulder, "All those from the Bai Family who failed me are dead, why bother about such things?"
Yuwen Jun, wasn't he just his former rival, now a laughingstock to the whole world because he had been given the North River?
In these chaotic times, the truly clever would never show their faces now—the more popular you are, the faster you die.
This flood of praise, how could it be something good? It was clearly a Death Sentence.
So, what did he have to be sad about?
However, Ah Dao, not understanding Li Wenli's deeper meaning, was startled by his words. He hesitated and then said, "What if... what if she isn't dead?"
"What has her life or death to do with me?"
