"--? ?!"
Three simple questions shattered the white foxgirl's last shred of hope.
Yuebai trembled silently, only managing to shake her head. Her eyes darted desperately toward the red foxgirl beside Yino, but Jinyue just shrugged and turned away - clearly unwilling to breathe a word about such a sensitive topic.
"Ten seconds left, and still no valuable information," Yino sighed wearily. "Yuebai, how can I possibly let you go?"
Yuebai's delicate face twisted with desperation and fury. "Yino! You're so close with Jinyue - you know damn well I can't answer these questions! If you're so capable, why don't you make Jinyue tell you the Celestial Master's identity?"
"Seven seconds." Yino closed his eyes.
