"What were you thinking when you sold Chi Yu?"
Chi He didn't make Qi Hui kneel but rather had him sit down to talk.
Yet Qi Hui found sitting more unbearable than kneeling. His back was as stiff as a spear, just waiting for Chi He to pass judgment, ready to immediately bow his head and admit his mistake.
Chi He asked the question calmly, without a hint of blame in his tone.
But Qi Hui knew better than to be fooled. Chi He was the type to conceal his emotions, never revealing joy or anger on the surface.
Chi Yu was his dearest, the one person he cherished above all others in this world.
And in that perilous situation, not only did Qi Hui fail to protect Chi Yu, but he had also personally pushed her into the fire. To say he had aided the enemy wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Chi He would not let him off easily.
