The two women were waiting for him to give an explanation.
Chen Yi glanced at Qin Qingluo, then Min Ning, opened his mouth but stopped, hesitated and then wanted to speak again, unsure of what explanation to provide...
How did things come full circle to end up here again?
Chen Yi felt his head pounding, thinking Min Ning would eventually step back and resolutely leave, but didn't expect her to stay.
Not only did she stay, but she emerged from behind the screen in an almost confrontational manner, laying the paused dispute bare before him once again.
This was almost more nerve-wracking than directly facing the Purity Saintess holding Bright Hall.
Qin Qingluo's gaze was now like icy spikes, increasingly cold, piercing his skin with chill, he could sense the brewing in those snake-like eyes, which if not for a shred of reason, might have already resorted to thunderous means rather than cold words.
