"Ye Chen, I know you hate Wei Zhong, but I believe Wei Zhong isn't that kind of person!" Yao Yue hurriedly explained.
"How would we know if we don't test it?" Ye Chen hooked up a faint smile and said, "I don't hate him at all. I even have to thank him for staying by your side to protect you. Otherwise, if my little Yue got hurt, I'd feel terrible."
"Hmph!" Yao Yue snorted coldly, and immediately had the female soldiers call Wei Zhong over.
After that, Wei Zhong came over cursing under his breath. His appearance was shocking—this guy had aged a lot overnight. His beard was scruffy, his hair messy, and his eye sockets sunken. Even Yao Yue couldn't help exclaiming, "Wei Zhong, you… what happened to you?"
"I'm fine. What are you calling me here for so early in the morning?" Wei Zhong was extremely displeased.
"To take you to meet someone." Ye Chen grinned and said, "Come on, go in and have a look with me."
