In fact, Ji Yu didn't want things to become so awkward.
After delivering that slap, deep down, she still felt some regret.
"Yu, even if you slapped me a hundred times, there's absolutely no way I would give up on you now. You're far too important to me. I simply can't walk away from you like this."
Matters of emotion between them—perhaps only they truly understood.
Seeing the situation unfold, Ji Yu didn't know what to do anymore.
"Yu, you really shouldn't stop him. Look at the mess he's in now. If he stays by your side, it'll only lead to trouble for both of you."
His death is inevitable—it's just a matter of time.
If things continue this way, they'll all witness that moment eventually.
Yet Ji Yu still refused to resign herself to it, feeling that the current situation shouldn't end this way.
"I don't believe this is our destiny. And honestly, who do you even think you are? If you've really developed a cure, then say so outright—why resort to such appalling methods?"
