Xia Zhaoshun crouched down, prying open his hand bit by bit, and said with a smile, "Why bother trying to salvage a useless piece?"
"You... you've been using me all along?" Pei Jingyi gnashed his teeth.
Xia Zhaoshun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Otherwise? Did you think I was sincerely helping you seize the throne?"
"I was using you! But it's your own fault for being so foolish! To be deceived and used by me for so long without realizing! And you still fancifully thought I could save you."
"Xia Zhaoshun..." Pei Jingyi shouted angrily.
Xia Zhaoshun stopped in his tracks, turned around indifferently, looked at him, and his gaze suddenly turned fierce as he said coldly, "You surely want to see Pei Huaian end up like you, right? Then keep your mouth shut."
With that, he strode away.
The guard had just arrived in the courtyard when he heard a series of screams coming from the room.
"Ah—!"
The excruciating screams made him shiver uncontrollably.
