Lin Qi stared directly into Si Ying's eyes, but all he saw was madness.
Lin Qi was utterly certain that Si Ying was mad.
After a long silence, Si Ying raised his finger, pointed at Lin Qi, but then lowered it. "I don't believe you."
The four words seemed to drain all the strength from Si Ying's body.
Lin Qi offered no reply. He had said more than enough—enough for everyone listening in on this conversation to understand his position.
After another moment, Si Ying smiled. It wasn't a smile of relief, but one tinged with contempt. "You're going to die, and very soon."
With that, Si Ying turned to leave.
Lin Qi suddenly spoke. "Is that a curse? Or a prediction?"
Without turning back, Si Ying shook his head. "This is your destined end."
Lin Qi's expression didn't change in the slightest.
The desire to kill Si Ying grew even stronger in his heart.
'Si Clan? Heir?'
'I don't care if you're the real deal or not. I don't care what plans the Si and Liu Families have.'
