Baili Xia felt a bit helpless: "I've said it before, I won't ask you about anything regarding the organization, rest assured."
But obviously, Ye Zi didn't want to ask about that.
In her heart, she already believed Baili Xia wouldn't inquire about the organization, what she needed was to leave here.
"Will you let me leave?"
"Leave?" Baili Xia murmured.
She hadn't expected that Ye Zi, recalling the past, would still think about leaving.
Does she really not want to stay and be with her few friends?
Does she not want to change her life, avoid the days of constant violence?
Baili Xia asked, "You still want to go back?"
"Your organization treats you just like tools for killing, do you really want to return to that life?"
Ye Zi was silent, her almond-shaped eyes drooping.
Whether to go back or not, she didn't know.
After such a long time, the organization sent no one to rescue her, perhaps they thought she was dead.
Even though she had forgotten how she joined the organization.
