Shen Yue was not angered by Fang Erniang's provocation; rather, he felt a trace of pity.
Fang Erniang was momentarily stunned.
Some turned their gaze toward Nie Shan, pondering whether the ruthless person Shen Yue mentioned could be referring to Nie Shan.
Nie Shan remained silent.
Sometimes, no matter how much grievance or dissatisfaction one harbors, there are things that cannot be spoken aloud.
"Fang Erniang, don't you find it strange?"
Shen Yue's gaze flickered slightly, "How would I know about your affairs?"
Fang Erniang gritted her teeth, "You want to sow discord among the Ming Cult members, but you've badly miscalculated!"
Shen Yue chuckled, "While you may be loyal, you are incredibly muddled."
Fang Erniang glared at Shen Yue angrily, "I am not muddled!"
Shen Yue said calmly, "If you're not muddled, why not tell me the reason for your capture?"
Fang Erniang's eyelids twitched, leaving her momentarily speechless.
"You can't explain it, can you?"
