Li Qing'an stared at Ye Qiu intently, asking word by word, "Who are you really?"
"A person with the same goal as you."
"Do you think I'll be incited by you to destroy Ruixiao's Taoist Union Ceremony? Do you think I don't know that my appearance would lead Ruixiao to be criticized?" Li Qing'an looked at the wall with his back to Ye Qiu, seemingly unmoved.
"Think whatever you like!" Ye Qiu got up to leave, "If Jiang Ruixiao isn't doing well, that's for the best. Maybe I can take advantage of the situation."
"You dare!" Li Qing'an, eyes red, turned around, but where was Ye Qiu's figure anymore?
He stood there for a long time without moving, reminiscing the times spent with Jiang Ruixiao, sometimes smiling happily, sometimes chuckling bitterly, utterly torn within.
