They still ignored him, and he was frustrated to discover that, to them, he was only useful for one thing: curing illness!
They wouldn't let him participate in or know about anything else.
But then again, whose fault was it that his brain wasn't as clever as theirs? If he were as smart, he would have learned without a teacher.
Si Xi asked another question, "Aren't you afraid she really might kill you? Aren't you afraid she won't hesitate?"
If Chen Zhi hadn't finally moved the gun away, the bullet would certainly have pierced Si Ye's chest.
Si Ye smiled again, "If she hadn't moved the gun away, I wouldn't have fired."
Zhuo Yi suddenly understood Si Ye's meaning, "I get it! You deliberately got shot, but you only intended to get a minor injury, not to die by her hand, right?"
"The revolution is not yet successful; dying now would be too costly." Si Ye raised an eyebrow slightly.
