"I don't think you're pretending, but I also don't think you're as weak as you seem." Qiao Xiguan spoke deliberately, "Isn't it so, Ye Wu?"
Ye Wu's face darkened.
Indeed.
Her injuries were severe, but not as bad as she was making them out to be.
She straightened up a little, walking step by step into Qiao Xiguan's room, then closed the door.
Qiao Xiguan watched her actions, noticed the sinister smile on her lips, "Qiao Xiguan, you are indeed clever, so you should be smart enough to know that if I wanted to kill you now, it wouldn't be difficult."
"What good would killing me do you?"
"At least Gu Zichen would be mine."
"You know very well that if you kill me, Gu Zichen would only kill you." Qiao Xiguan responded.
"Qiao Xiguan!" Ye Wu's voice was cold, reprimanding.
