"But there's something I need you to answer seriously." Ye Shikai turned around, his eyes like frost, his gaze stern, exuding a thick killing intent that only emerges when facing a truly powerful enemy. Now it manifested, making one shiver with fear. Ye Shikai rarely acted seriously, but when it concerned his family, he would go all out to eliminate danger.
"Go ahead."
"On the day of the wedding, at the scene, someone set traps. Was it you who shot Qingyu?" Ye Shikai articulated word-by-word, saying it with utmost seriousness, just like his current mood—heavy. Back then, Su Qingyu had one foot in the Yama Hall. If Ye Shikai hadn't fought desperately to find the awakening fruit and save Su Qingyu from her coma, she might still be dead now.
"No." Bai Jiao uttered two words, and Ye Shikai instantly retracted the killing intent. Bai Jiao felt the tightness in her chest vanish, and the surrounding killing intent dissipated as if it never appeared.
