"I..."
Ye Xiaoyu's heart had stopped beating.
His accusations were true, and no matter how excessive his past actions, he had ultimately treated her well, giving her his whole heart.
Ye Xiaoyu was forced into the corner by him, his towering figure making the small rented room feel even smaller, as if suffocating.
She could hardly breathe, unable to form a complete sentence.
"Anjue, I can explain!"
Anjue let out a cruel smile, the slight curve of his lips filled with bloodlust and violence, "I don't want to hear your explanations, and I won't let you go either. I need you to catch Ye Xiao."
She looked at him in horror, "You want to catch Ye Xiao?"
Anjue snorted coldly, "Of course, he wants to kill me. Shouldn't I catch him?"
Ye Xiaoyu was filled with panic, "Why would he want to kill you?"
