Still worship?
Still trust?
If I weren't stuck in this place for so many years, Shu Baiwei really wouldn't have the patience to keep dealing with this arrogant and 'frivolous' man.
She took a deep breath and said with a half-smiling, half-not expression, "Fine, let's assume everything you said is true then..."
Brother Cheng was speechless, "I'm not boasting, everything I said is factual."
"Stop interrupting!"
Shu Baiwei found that since meeting this person, she was increasingly unable to control her emotions.
"Alright, alright, you continue..."
Brother Cheng smiled amicably; he was quite tolerant of 'Lan Ti', treating it as a girl's little tantrum.
Shu Baiwei guarded herself with a sword, maintaining her distance from him.
Meanwhile, she said with deliberate schadenfreude, "Actually, from the moment you came in, you've already fallen into someone else's domain of control."
"And you want to leave? Not a chance!"
"Whose control? Bai Wuqi's? Or Emperor Cangxu's?"
