Gu Shiyin stood frozen in place, her blood seemingly coagulated and unable to flow, her scalp tingling with numbness.
She was still meticulously plotting a minor scheme to sow discord between Zuzi and Bao Gucheng, but Zuzi had long been in complete control of the situation.
It was as if she were a proud bird on the ground that had just captured a worm with a minor trick, only to look up and find a divine dragon in the clouds lazily swiping its tail, glancing at the earth without a care for her existence.
A world of difference.
This feeling was utterly dreadful, the sense of helplessness, humiliation, and despair made her wish she could die at that moment!
It's not scary to lose a bet, failing once is not scary, what's scary is... being out of reach.
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At this moment.
Beside the Jade Coffin.
Nangong Mo strode towards Zuzi.
His eyes deep: "Miss Xi, do you... have an older brother?"
