Qin Yi grabbed her hand tightly, not allowing her to leave.
"Clarify? What is there to clarify? Can speaking the truth really change the facts?"
Su Pan'er looked at him with cold eyes, the icy chill within them piercing straight into the depths of Qin Yi's heart, sending a wave of pain through him that caused him to reflexively release her hand.
He watched, helplessly, as Su Pan'er's retreating figure grew further and further away.
He still stood there, stunned, unable to move.
Hate?
Was the icy chill in Pan'er's eyes just now hatred?
Qin Yi's heart suddenly felt panicked! It seemed that Pan'er was truly angry this time!
Although it wasn't the first time he had seen Pan'er angry, it was the first time he had seen her looking at him with eyes full of loathing. Yes, loathing, as if he carried the plague himself, not wanting to be touched by it at all...
His heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
"Your Majesty, King Ye requests an audience."