"Fifth Brother, we... we agreed... to only talk about Sui Zimo, didn't we?"
His voice stammered slightly, laced with guilt, as he asked.
"Indeed, only about Sui Zimo. But have you been willing to talk to me? What have you even said?" Prince Niu retorted.
Yin Lvqing: "..."
In truth, he had said nothing.
But why should he say anything? This secret was his alone; he had no intention of sharing it with anyone else.
"Fifth Brother, it's not that I don't want to say it; it's that I truly don't know. How am I supposed to say something I don't know? The person who entrusted Sui Zimo to me—how could they possibly have told me everything about his origins? To that person, I don't carry such weight."
Hearing this, the corners of Prince Niu's lips curled ever so slightly.
"Yin Lvqing, you and I both know full well what kind of person you are, so why put on an act before me?"
