Yi Ran smiled and gazed at the Seventh Princess, but his eyes were filled with indifference. "There's a question that's been bothering me for a long time. Seventh Royal Sister, tell me... is your heart truly black?" He gradually closed in on the Seventh Princess.
The Seventh Princess held her breath. She was somewhat tense, but this tension didn't last long. She sighed heavily, then, as if she were a young girl again, like in his memories, she smiled at him gently and gracefully: "You hate me, hate me so much you want to kill me—I know, I understand, I get it."
Yi Ran chuckled softly, "Seventh Royal Sister is quite self-aware. After all, people like you, who've done so many heartless deeds, dying prematurely is nothing but karma."
