Shen Yinning's eyes moved slightly, brushing his hand away: "The Shen Family has guarded the Northern Border for years. How could I possibly collude with Yan Country, destroying the very things my father and brothers painstakingly defended? Lu Ying, I am indeed vile, but have I sunk so low in your heart that you'd think I would betray my country?"
Lu Ying remained silent.
He had always been unable to fathom the thoughts of this fox spirit.
But in his heart, Shen Zhaozhao could certainly do such a thing.
If it was beneficial to her, there was nothing she couldn't do.
Shen Yinning suppressed the turbulent emotions within her and suddenly fixed her gaze on him: "All these years, I've never asked you—do you also believe that my father and brothers committed treason? My father, who could be considered your mentor—do you truly think he plotted rebellion?"
Lu Ying still said nothing.
