"Then, I ask you, what about you!???"
Dong Huiying's face now showed a hint of killing intent: "I asked before, but you weren't willing to say, and I didn't want to force you. But in fact, I've already guessed it in my heart long ago!"
"Yun Ge, what about you?"
"Your hair, your eye, why did black hair turn white, why did someone gouge out one of your eyes!!"
If reasoning couldn't persuade her, then... "Since you separate things so clearly, calculate so precisely, then answer me! How did your hair turn white, how did your eye become blind? Because of whom? Who made you like this!"
"Tell me, what kind of temperament do you have?"
"The same friendship, the same importance, only allowing you to devote yourself wholeheartedly to others, yet unable to bear others being kind to you. Why, could accepting those good intentions mean your death!? Is it really that hard to accept them candidly??"
