Ye Qi clutched his chest in searing pain, staring incredulously at Wen Xiao'ai, who had struck him. His heart felt as if it were being torn apart.
She actually attacked him without hesitation for Jun Moyan.
Wen Xiao'ai glanced at her hand that had injured Ye Qi, then lifted her pale face, looking at him with self-reproach.
His wounded, incredulous gaze made her panic even more.
She really didn't mean to hit him.
"...I, I, I won't allow you to kill Jun Moyan."
She trembled as she spoke.
"When did we ever say we were going to kill Jun Moyan?!"
Feng Liyan, who was treating Ye Qi's injuries, was furious.
Didn't she see what spell Ye Qi used? Such strong vigilance, yet she used it against them.
Upon hearing this, Wen Xiao'ai immediately looked at Jun Moyan.
But found that Ye Qi had only immobilized him, temporarily sealing his hearing, without hurting him.
In an instant, Wen Xiao'ai was overwhelmed with remorse and guilt.
"Brother Ye Qi..."
