"My principle has always been to return a favor tenfold! She saved me, so I must save her," Ye Chenfeng replied.
Ouyang Qingcheng looked at Ye Chenfeng with confusion and couldn't help but ask, "Then why did you wait until now to take action?"
"I've been searching for information on the Bloodwater Holy Spirit Cult. I've only now grasped a bit, so I chose to act,"
Ye Chenfeng's ambiguous answer left Ouyang Qingcheng even more puzzled.
She was even more nervous, feeling that Ye Chenfeng had already grasped everything, even her own motives.
Ouyang Qingcheng felt extremely uneasy, always feeling as if Ye Chenfeng was watching her.
"Miss Ouyang, are you feeling unwell?" Noticing Ouyang Qingcheng's odd behavior, Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but ask.
"No... it's just that I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable." Ouyang Qingcheng put on a difficult expression.
The corners of Ye Chenfeng's mouth curled into a smile, this was the effect he expected.
