Yelyu Lie's sharp gaze was fixed on Ayang.
Like a hunting eagle in the night sky, aiming straight at its target for a deadly strike!
Ayang, who was initially glaring at Yun Chunnuan, felt her gaze becoming unfocused and flickering under such an intense stare.
Finally, unable to bear it, she lowered her head.
She thought Yelyu Lie would become furious again, which would be best, as she had already thought of a way to escape.
It would be great if he treated her like that fool Banlai and beat her senseless...
Ayang lowered her face, a slight smile curling at her lips.
Unexpectedly, the anticipated pain did not arrive; instead, his voice was surprisingly calm, "So boldly righteous, are you admitting that the fragrance-seeking grass was thrown into this General's room by you?"
Ayang quickly raised her head, just about to deny it, only to see him smirk, "Since you want to be a loyal and valiant female soldier, you dare not admit what you've done?"
