He was in a very passive situation and needed to calm down and think carefully to find an opportunity to turn the tables and regain the initiative.
Most importantly, he was now unable to determine which of Lu Xingchen's words were true and which were false.
Lu Xingchen looked at Qin Feiyang, his eyes flickering slightly as he sent a voice transmission, "You might think I'm blackmailing you, but it's quite the contrary. I have no such intention."
He then added, "To be frank, even if you don't keep my secret, I won't reveal your identity."
Qin Feiyang opened his eyes, a sharp light flickering within them. "My identity will be exposed sooner or later," he said. "Even if you reveal it now, it won't pose any real threat to me."
He was gambling. He had secrets, and so did Lu Xingchen. Now it depended on who cared more about these secrets.
Lu Xingchen furrowed his brows. "Then what would it take for you to reconcile?" he asked.
