Lu Feiyi stared at her, his dark eyes devoid of emotion.
"Let's talk about him later. If you have other questions, ask them now while I have the time and the mood to answer."
Xiang Ying's phoenix eyes swirled with chilling coldness.
She asked, "When did you realize that I was Xiang Ying?"
Lu Feiyi, with his arms crossed, leaned back in his chair. "The first time we met, when you used your Space Skill to scavenge for alcohol and make explosives. That technique, I only taught you."
Xiang Ying narrowed her eyes, a fleeting fierce light passing by.
So from that time, he had known her identity but had never exposed or acknowledged it.
Instead, he lurked by her side, interacting with her as a stranger.
"Why would you do these things?"
Lu Feiyi slightly curved his lips, and raised his hand as if to touch her hair, like he used to when she was a child.
But Xiang Ying directly raised her hand and pushed his arm away.
