Zhi Chen furrowed his brow, his eyebrows still carrying a hint of sternness: "It doesn't hurt, you can apply the medicine. I have to leave tomorrow."
His tone was calm, as if describing something trivial.
However, the woman's fingertips trembled slightly. She raised her innocent eyes and said, "Where are you going? Why not hide here for a while? Miss and I have been hiding here for a long time, and no one has come looking; it's very safe."
Zhi Chen's face darkened as he stared at her and questioned, "Aren't you going to ask me why I want to kill the Emperor? Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person? Aren't you worried that I'll implicate you?"
Uh, Ming Yan didn't expect him to ask so many questions: "I don't know why, I just believe in you. If you want to harm me, then so be it. Since you want to assassinate the Emperor, you must have your reasons. Since I chose to bring you here, naturally, I'm not afraid of you harming me."
